chapter 50 shut up

Seeing Maxwell Chen's distracted look, Abigail Jiang couldn't help but frown, "What are you doing?"

Maxwell Chen chuckled, "Honey, you smell so good, and it feels good to hold you."

"..."Abigail Jiang couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Is this bastard mentally ill?

How long has this been, and you still say that you don’t have these things!

At this moment, the poisonous snake on the bed suddenly moved and swam quickly in the...