Cheng Haofan was shocked by the accusation of Beibei. He sat on the bed with bare-chested excitement. "It's unfair, baby. You have wronged me!" It took them a lot of effort to get back together. He didn't want them to lose her again without making contact with their right hands because of a small trap.
"Framed?" Xibei mocked. Did she wrongly accuse him? She really hoped that she would wrongly accuse him.
Cheng Haofan defended himself eagerly, "Baby, you really wronged me. This set is not the same as the one we used in the Joy Teahouse last time. If you don't believe me, count this. This one pile is twelve pieces. Last time we used one, today we used two. Adding this one in your hand, you can also count if there are eight pieces." Cheng Haofan really took out the boxes in the box for Beib
