"Enough, Ye Ayan, your hypocrisy makes me feel disgusted!"

Lin Luo pushed Ye Yiyan against the wall with the only one hand. Her legs tripped over the iron basket, making a loud noise, and the ball rolled all over the floor. [ ]

Ye Ayen leaned against the cold wall and turned her face coldly, " Since that's how you want to stay away from me!"

Lin Luowei grabbed her chin and forced her to look directly at his bottomless eyes, "I have been disappointed with you for a long time. It was you who appeared in front of me again when I was disappointed!"

Ye Ayin pursed her lips and said nothing. Lin Luowu pulled her top away, and the translucent colored buttons jumped off to the ground, revealing the goose-yellow low-cut suspender underwear inside. The shallow bruises were so dazzling on the white skin. Ye Ayin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly tightened her collar and glared at Lin Luowei: "What are you doing!"

Lin Luowei stared at her, her eyes darkened, "In order to frame me, you can even hurt yourself."

"When did I frame you? Didn't you give me the scars on my body? You won't forget how decisive you were to me that day!"

Ye Lingyin's eyes were sarcastic, and Lin Luowei clenched his fists: "There are only two of us now, what else do you have to hide!"

"There are only two of us?"

Ye Yiyin seemed a little confused. A curve of unknown significance appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her hand suddenly reached into the hem of Lin Luowei's shirt, and her warm and smooth palms touched her waist along his skin. Lin Luowei's body trembled slightly, and her breathing was suffocated.

Before he could come back to his senses, Ye Ayen had already pulled out a recording pen at work from the pocket behind his jeans. She held the pen to hold it in front of Lin Luowei and shook it. Lin Luowei's expression suddenly froze. Ye Ayen let go of her hand, and the recording pen fell to the ground and was crushed by her red canvas shoes.
Chapter completed!