"You understand again?" Ye Wuming's tone was sarcastic: "I don't remember we ever had any telepathic connection. Don't use your gutter thoughts to guess me."
Ye Jiuyou sneered: "You're so honorable and upright, yet you won't even say a single word to the collaborator as if your mouth is sewn shut."
Ye Wuming said flatly: "Because he doesn't deserve to be a collaborator."
Ye Jiuyou coldly laughed: "Looks like your mouth isn't sewn, it's welded, harder than iron. Not worthy to collaborate, but worthy to kiss you."
Saying this, she directly leaned down and kissed Zhao Changhe on the lips.
Ye Wuming: "What are you doing, w-wait a second..."
The union felt gratifying for a moment, even approaching self-annihilation, yet forgot that when giving the initiative to Ye Jiuyou, the situation was even more frustrating than Piaomiao's past.
