Alfred's chest heaved up and down, and he laughed out loud.
"Do you want to give me a warning in advance, or do I look like a person who can get the red envelope?" Alfred Ting asked with a smile, circling her more tightly.
"Of course you don't look like her." Mia also felt funny. "You're so rich. My grandmother doesn't have money."
Seeing her look as if she was protecting her grandmother, Alfred felt a little uncomfortable.
"You're going to marry me, but you don't favor me at all. Which place am I in your heart, huh?"
He reached out his hand to pinch her chin and turned her face to look into his eyes.
Because they were too close to each other, Joe was surrounded by his unique breath, which made him feel a little intoxicated.
She rolled her eyes. Grandma was the first
