Ten thousand questions

"Wuwuwu …" Xia Xiaoling struggled, but she was no match for him.

He already knew that he couldn't be alone with this man, or else … There was no room for retreat at all.

After the forceful kiss, Xi Mu Cheng looked at her with a burning gaze in his eyes. "Say it again."

"I …" Afraid that he would forcefully kiss her again, Xia Xiaoxiao didn't dare to speak anymore. With a stiff face, she said, "Is there any meaning in using such a method to threaten me? Even if you force me to say something, it's not what I truly want to say. "

Xi Mu Cheng lowered his head, his face almost touching hers, "What you're saying now is not true." Xia Xiaoling, it's so hard to hear a single sentence from you. "

Without waiting for Xia Xiaowang to retort, Xi Mu City said lightly, "You know Yan Zhuang, right?

"I don't know him." Xia Xiaoling denied it as if it was a conditioned reflex.