Xia Fei Cute... A girl with a cute and cowardly name but a strong aura. On a certain month and a certain day of a certain year, she held nine yuan in her left hand and Yi Dianlun's ID card in her right hand and said with a smile: Nine yuan, I will invite you to get married. After saying that, she raised her eyebrows and looked proud. So... Yi Dianlun sat on the sofa calmly, pecking at a sip of red wine, looking extremely evil, her deep eyes were full of charming color and a faint smile. So let's get married! Xia Fei Cute's face did not blush or beating, and she stretched out her slender and white index finger to pick up Yi Dianlun's perfect jaw. Okay, I agree. Put down the wine glass, Yi Dianlun's thin and sexy lips were like rose petals and kissed her lips with the evil spirit of the fragrance of red wine.