Zhu Shan sat on the massage chair and ate lots and lots of strawberries. She felt full, so she waved her hand and said no more.

As a result, the big hand in front of her continued to stuff strawberries into her mouth one after another .

Zhu Shan looked up and saw Ling Xiao's hateful face.

She slapped him ...

Wake myself up.

Zhu Shan's mouth curled up in self-mockery, with her little hand on her forehead.

Yes, only in dreams do I dare to slap ...