Ye Fengsheng's body started trembling without any warning. The next moment, the security personnel who just made a sound turned into a parabola, falling into the rain.
Pushing the door, swaying lazily back and forth, some bathhouses prefer to step into the hall, accompanied by Ye Fengsheng's cold voice, "Give the whole class a poignant moment:
"I'm just reminding you to give me trouble, especially when I'm unhappy, don't emphasize your presence in front of me, it's too exaggerated, don't."
"You... don't be so heavy-handed!"
Zhao Baobao didn't know that his subordinates had previously considered Qiu Yun, but due to their status, they dared not reveal it. Now, it's difficult to see their lovers. Of course, they'd be envious, but the outcome was too serious.
Zhao Baobao looked, and Ye Fengsheng's voice said, "Look at the person in your hand."
I didn't know what to say. Zhao Baobao stomped his feet, holding the person and rushed into the rain.
