Author: early October
"No matter what tricks you play, I will never have a crush on a woman like you. Don't forget your identity-little mother! " In the ward, he pressed on her and held a gun to her forehead; After a night of lingering, in the face of his ferocity, she smiled charming, put on her clothes slowly, and breathed in his ear. "I hope you remember that nothing happened yesterday, and don't forget your identity, my dear- ...
This is it ~