I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm a bastard reciting Scriptures
Thunder valiant stood there.
He looked at Lin Hanxing with a blank expression.
A strong aura gathered, and a sense of oppression came over.
Jiang Xibao could only feel his calves trembling.
She didn't dare to turn back to look at him.
As the saying goes, what you fear will come.
He was just saying that Mr. Lei would be angry if he saw the wound on miss Jiu's neck ...
When she went downstairs, she saw the scene of Lei Xiao, who had driven into the Lin family's house, getting out of the car.
No matter how profound the Chinese language was, Jiang Xibao could not find any words to describe the shock he felt at that time!
He would do it.
It was like a storm of blood.
One look was enough to make people bow in submission!
Lin Hanxing sat up in shock.
He looked like a primary school student who had just met the homeroom teacher.
Jiang Xibao kept winking at Lin Hanxing, asking her to pay attention to the wound on her neck.