Fu Yanye lowered his dark eyes to look at her, and reminded her nicely: "If you don't hold me, I won't care if you fall."

"Put me down, I want to go by myself."

Zhuo Jian muttered in frustration.

"You are vain."

"You are so stupid!"

"I'm empty?"

Fu Yanye frowned.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

This problem suddenly became a bit serious.

She actually called a man vain.


Chapter completed!