The Jealous Yan Zhou Is So Cute

Yan Zhou thought of the video of Li Xia singing and dancing, and the countless men cheering for her. He felt as if a jar of vinegar had been knocked over in his chest, and it was sour and bitter.

He looked at the little woman who was pressed against the door frame by her. She had exquisite makeup on her face and fiery red lips. From a pretty girl, she had suddenly turned into a bright and moving little woman.

The black miniskirt on her body perfectly outlined her slender figure.

He had never seen such meticulous dressing before.

He tightened his grip around her waist and kissed her lips even harder.

Li Xia's mind went blank the moment he kissed her.

Last night, when she was drying the clothes, he suddenly appeared behind her and she accidentally knocked his lips.

But at that time, she only felt pain, but now, he was really kissing her.

Domineering and unreasonable.

Li Xia's ears buzzed as if countless bees had flown past them.