Zhao Yalin snorted.
Ye Chenghuan said: "It is true that Zhao is the general, even Bra are so bold."
"Have you had enough! Zhao Yalin's face was livid.
"Don't worry, one last question... Are you okay with thongs?"
Harassment! This is plain harassment!
How can a proud woman accept a man asking such a question to her face? She couldn't bear it anymore and glared at each other: "Ye Chenghuan, you!"
"General Zhao, don't be so angry, I'm just doing business, I don't have any other ideas."
The elevator door finally opened, Zhao Yalin angrily stepped out, she really did not want to stay for a second.
In an instant, her peripheral vision caught Ye Chenghuan's salty pig hand and hit her ass again, she suddenly turned back, "What are you doing!"
Ye Chenghuan took back the hand, scratched his
