For a moment, Lin Jinran's heart pounded

ye on the little woman who secretly turned her head again. 。His thin lips twitched, and he no longer bothered to expose the little woman's naive wishful thinking. He concentrated on his work. 。Two ho...what's it to you This is my wife, I can do whatever I want with her." The fat man's hand was hurting from being squeezed. He couldn't pull away, snarling in anger."I'm not his wife, I don't know him!"...