Mu Qingcheng (8)

Ye yuche was taken aback. He hurriedly said, " alright, alright, alright. I won't touch you. Shuang 'er, don't be angry. As long as you're back, we can talk about anything, Wanwan.

firstly, " Liu chenshuang took two steps closer to ye yuche, " I'm not some Shuang 'er. Secondly, I don't know you at all, nor do I know what you're talking about. You must've got the wrong person.

i don't even know you, yingluo.

The woman's voice was like a thorn, ruthlessly stabbing into ye yuche's heart, causing him to feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Shuang 'er, she said Yingluo.

She didn't know him?

"Master."

A delicate voice came from the front.

A moment later, the girl in the pink dress walked over. Her pretty and moving eyes looked at Liu chenshuang, then at ye yuche, and she smiled lightly, " "Master, who is this?"

Liu chenshuang's face was expressionless,"a madman, I don't know him."

"oh?"

Mo Xinyan sized up ye yuche and laughed lightly.