Baby, Are You Mad That Daddy is Late?

He asked her if she slept alone or with someone.

Leng Zhiyuan glanced at the soft bed and quickly understood what he meant. was he molesting her?

No man in her life dared to be as impudent as he was. Her eyes widened immediately, and she glared at him coldly.

Zhou Yao laid on his side, ignoring the woman's anger. He raised his straight eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth, looking ill-will and naughty. "Why are you putting on a facade? Do you still consider yourself an innocent virgin? Where did the child come from if you didn't sleep with a man?

Very good. His words really crossed her line. How dared he babbles about her child.

"B*stard, take this!" She attacked in his direction.

Zhou Yao had been waiting for this moment. He watched calmly as she began her attack. Just as her small hand was about to hit his chest, he dodged to the side like lightning.