lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",She let go of her hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a sharp clatter: "You eat slowly. I'll go outside for a cigarette.","Then please take the trouble to help me find it back"。