Ji Rou struggled hard and tried to shake off his hand: "Qin Yinze, let me tell you again, even if I die, I'm willing to have half a dime relationship with you."

Qin Yinze held her wrist, increased his strength slightly, and his eyes were gloomy and frightening: "Ji Rou, don't you know what's good or bad."

Ji Rou thought about enduring her, and also thought about being a tortoise. In order to protect her mother, she listened to Qin Yinze's arrangement in everything, but she was anxious.