Shu Ya's brain is blank.
Looking at Okamoto's packaging bag in his hand, he didn't react for a long time.
Zhuo Hao saw her keep her head down and casually asked, "Wife, what are you looking for?"
"Nothing, the mobile phone dropped."
Quietly threw the package back, Shu Ya touched it again, and then touched his mobile phone in the corner.
She pretended to be calm and sat in her position trying to control her emotions.
Zhuo Hao and she have never done it in the car, which she is sure of.
If the watch thing may really be a misunderstanding, Okamoto's packaging bag can't be pushed off.
Imagine Zhuo Hao doing that kind of thing with a beautiful young woman in the car. Shu Ya couldn't accept it anyway.
The in the mind inexplicably gushed out nausea.
But in order not to misunderstand, sh
