Chapter 122

Mr. King did not speak, and his white fingers scratched around on the screen. After a few seconds,

Hearing the winning music, An Taotao could not help but widen her eyes. "Amazing, is Mr. King a master of games?"

King did not speak, but threw the mobile phone back to her.

An Taotao took the mobile back and unconsciously wanted to open the game again. Before she opened it, Mr. King's deep voice came again. "The plane leaves at 9 tomorrow, clean up."

An Taotao instantly contorted his face.

He just came back from the cave and will go back. Is he the devil?

An Taotao snorted lightly and began to diligently clean up.