Chapter 487 How Could You Not Want The Result

• "Go to bed early!! Don't stay up late." Fu Yanheng's hot body pressed close to Wen Miaomiao, but her body was unusually cold.
• "You haven't answered my question. I said I hate being lied to the most, do you know?" Wen Miaomiao was very dissatisfied with Fu Yanheng's attitude, and he was deliberately changing the subject.
• "I didn't lie to you, trust me." Fu Yanheng's hand rested on her slender and smooth waist, his palm restless and thoughtful.