lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

“Sister…” Yan Jiaojiao screamed, interrupting her words, afraid she would say the things she had done. If it were before, Mom might not believe her, but after last time, Mom's guilt towards her had reached an unfathomable level.,"I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",Just as Gu Chenye's fingertips were about to touch her skin on the neck, Yan Ji raised her chin slightly, dodging his hand: "What do you think"。