The tree was near the road and people may pass may any time. Edison didn't want to have a live performance with Connie under the big tree.
That was what Connie wanted. But Edison's reputation will be completely ruined. He said, "Connie, listen to me, we can't do it here. Let’s go home."
Before Edison could react, Connie had already rushed over. She put her bright lips that like morning glory on Edison’s face. Edison could only cover his face with one hand.
"Edison, I thought you loves me so you jumped down to save me just now, now I give you a chance, why don't you cherish it?" Connie pinched Edison's arm angrily.
"Oh, Connie, it’s true that I like you, but I don’t want to be used as a tool to take revenge on your husband. I’m a good man."
"Good? You're not kidding me?" Connie looked
