"Oh … I don’t worry, I just stopped by to talk to you …" Qin Xiaowan looked at whether she was shy or afraid of the little nurse. She thought that she was really sorry when she was cleaned up by the little witch.

Zhao Yafang’s cerebellum suddenly replayed the sad pictures of the first lady cleaning up the mistress and touched her smooth and rosy face. I can’t imagine what it’s like to be a violent policewoman for a while and explained quickly, "You … you misunderstood the police officer … Mr. Wang and I are … ordinary […]