I don't care for things that are used by others

Laughing and noisy sounds entered Zhan Yan's ears word by word, and the magazine held in her hand slipped down to the ground with a "pa" sound.

She was completely stupefied. Only a trace of bright red remained in her clear eyes. The redness was gorgeous and gorgeous, and the redness was dazzling and dazzling.

From time to time, a bashful and playful sound would pierce his ears and constantly vibrate his eardrums, causing him to feel pain from the vibrations.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that I don't tear your mouth apart." Although Li Xiaoqian retorted, a smile blossomed on her small face.

"Oh, what's there to be shy about? I heard that the wedding date has been set, and the Third Young Master Ji is already at the side of number three. The male side is anxious to hug the fat brat." The girl was giggling nonstop.