"What, what's the problem?" After trying several times, Jiang Nanyan couldn't get the wooden comb from Cheng Wuyi's hand, so Jiang Nanyan had to give up and sit there obediently and let Cheng Wuyi do what she wanted.
"Do you and Huang'er have the same relationship?" Cheng Wuyi said, suddenly stopped what he was doing, leaned into Jiang Nanyan's ear, and asked mysteriously, "How has it been this month since you came back?
, has the emperor ever been rude to you?"
Jiang Nanyan had never been asked such a direct question before. Jiang Nanyan's face turned red with embarrassment and she didn't know what to answer.
Along the way, Huangfulian was rude to her in many ways.
If someone hadn't interrupted them every time, they would have already...[
Thinking of those hot contacts, Jiang Nanyan's face turned red as if it was about to burn, and it was getting hot.
When Cheng Wuyi saw her like this, she immediately smiled happily, "There must be something wrong, isn't it? Huang'er must have touched you, right? What, did he press you on the bed, like this or that? Is it true?
Is there any?"
The more Cheng Wuyi talked, the more excited she became. Finally, she stopped what she was doing, sat down directly, and looked at Jiang Nanyan expectantly, waiting for her answer.
How could Jiang Nanyan be able to answer this kind of question that made her want to hide herself in shame and not come out to see others?