Xiao Jinghuai was too lazy to waste words with him, "Do you have it or not? If not, get lost!"
Song Jingyun had always been curious about what kind of man could occupy Little Zhao Zhao's thoughts for four whole years, remaining unmoved even when surrounded by countless handsome guys. Now it seemed this man indeed had the charm that rendered women irresistibly captivated—
Just from those deep-set eyes alone, few women could resist.
"Alright, I agree to your request. In Taohuawu, we have everything, let alone young boys."
After speaking, he clapped his hands three times.
Soon, a few boys who looked to be just in their teens appeared in Heaven. Unlike the women, they were entirely covered from head to toe. Their facial features were incredibly attractive, their bodies slender, skin fair, exuding a shyness typical of young girls.
But upon closer inspection, you would find that it was not shyness, but resistance.
