爽一点搔一点叫大声点

Go to hell, Zheng Jie, mine is not a plum blossom mark, it is just an ordinary birthmark. Lin Haishan corrected her hastily. Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized that she was talking about her own in front of Lu Feng. Butt, this made Lin Haishan's face turn red immediately, she glared at Zheng Jie with watery eyes, and stopped talking....