The young man hasn’t spoken since he first spoke. The middle-aged woman raised her head. The dim magic lamp, the middle-aged woman slightly vicissitudes of life, radiant with a bright light beside her face. "dear madam, what can I do…

Shen Nuo has never seen him so angry, and every time she makes him angry, it doesn’t mean that he does. He’s like a crazy lion. He doesn’t bite or do anything at will, but no one dares to speak….

Smile? Song anqiao’s brain is stunned. Why are you laughing? But seeing that he was cold, Song Anqiao pulled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile. Chu Fei stared at her coldly "ugly!" "…" Song Anqiao injustice…