On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays - Chapter 171.1

There was only the sound of their arguing in the teahouse.

“Fuck you!” The next door slapped the table and was irritated by Su Bianyi, “If I say unworthy, it is unworthy!”

“What you say doesn’t count.” Su Bianyi said.

“Who counts? You?”

“The city lord says it.”

Yan Man looked at him and was about to slap the table, pulled him, and put his index finger on his lips: “Shh.”

Su Bianyi realized that it was too quiet, and sat back slowly. After realizing it, his face was red and his earlobes were hot. He raised his hand and rubbed it.

Before he recovered, Yan Man had already put his hands on the table, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and coaxed in a low voice with laughter, “The city lord said they are a good match.”

The author has something to say:  Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 502783231;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Yanhua 40 bottles; 46027442 Lu Xingci’s Aye 30 bottles; Yiluoqian Taobi Meng 17 bottles; 4942194712 bottles; 10 bottles of tail; _-7 bottles; Shiyou 464255595 bottles; 4 bottles of Tutututu; 2 bottles of Ruofeng Wuzhi; 1 bottle of Lala in the morning;

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