Chapter 90

Mr. King ran a hand through her armpit and pointed to the ball of paper in her hand.

An Taotao blinked, and suddenly it dawned on her. She turned the paper ball over and whispered, "Do you understand a little, does Mr. King want to do a farmhouse project?"

The words fell, she felt only a heavy shoulder, and then the warm breath itched her throat again. She turned her head and found that Mr. King was actually resting his head on her shoulder.

Heavy and ambiguous.

"I want to start a farmhouse project." Mr. King opened his thin lips. At this time, his hands slowly moved down and wrapped around her thin waist.

An Taotao instantly tensed, but her mouth was wreathed in a smile and her voice was sweet. "The farmhouse project is very good. When will Mr.King start the work?"

Mr.King suddenly froze, completely dropped to the freezing point, his body's evil spirit suddenly born, just like the great devil from the abyss, terrifying.