But before she could leave the walk-in closet, Gu Luoluo's coquettish voice came from behind.
"Feng, hold me, my waist hurts, hold me, hold me..."
Ling Feng frowned, his expression uneasy, a bit nervous inside, his palms sweaty.
Gu Luoluo seemed indifferent, she reached out and hooked Ling Feng's neck, repeating, "Why don't you hold me, you were fine holding me last night. If you don't, I'll make you sleep on the couch tonight..."
Ling Feng didn't dare to look at Shen Di, he wrapped his arm around Gu Luoluo's waist.
Shen Di finally walked out of the closet, feeling a suffocating block in her chest.
It was like dark clouds suddenly appeared in June, the mood wasn't good, wanting to take a breath but couldn't, an indescribable feeling.
The betrayal Ling Feng and Gu Luoluo brought her was disappointing, but just disappointing...
Her chest felt like it was being crushed by a stone, very uncomfortable, for a moment, golden stars seemed to flicker before her eyes.
