Uh ...
Wen Meimei emitted a faint sigh that was barely audible, no use thinking about it, it's meaningless.
Wen Meimei exhaled softly, dishearteningly saying, "Give it up. Luo Liu won't help. King of Hell is also his rival in love, he has no reason to help his own love rival."
Upon hearing this, Bu Qingqing became anxious, "Miss, do you mean you want to give your childhood sweetheart a chance? Please don't, my young master is your perfect match!
Think about it, the young master can't even hold a gun in the future, his right hand is already ruined, and he loves you so much that he doesn't care about dignity or life, he can't live without you!
I can't live without Miss either, please definitely don't follow your childhood sweetheart! Please, please! (＞_＜)!!!"
After finishing her plea, she pressed her hands together and looked at Wen Meimei with sincere eyes.
Wen Meimei raised an eyebrow, "I really want to know who taught you this foolish loyalty."
