Beloved Marriage in High Society

"Oh... okay, okay."

Yan Sui put down the phone, Meng Ting leaned forward and kissed Yan Sui's lips again, there was a smile in his eyes, this kind of feeling of being helped and annoyed is very good.

"I did it on purpose just now," Meng Ting said while deliberately giving the microphone to Da Huang, getting tired of Yan Sui again.

"Well, I did it on purpose too," saying this on purpose to scare Meng Yide.

Yan Sui complied, pressed Meng Ting's back of the neck, and kissed Meng Ting deeply, wet and sweet.