"You call that work?" Gong Bai roared.
What was a racing treasure? How could he tolerate his daughter doing that? she was a beautiful girl who wore little clothes and exposed a lot of her body on the racing track!
"Why isn't it called work?" Phoenix said, " are you discriminating against racing babies? This is a proper job, okay!"
you ... Gong Bai's eyes turned red with anxiety. if you're so disobedient, then ...
"What?" Phoenix raised her head and looked at him willfully.
He took a deep breath. He could not do anything to her.
If she didn't look exactly like Huo die, he wouldn't be so nervous. He would not allow her to do such a thing with the face of the fire butterfly!
But he had already hurt Huo die. Could he hurt her again?
Of course not.
It didn't matter if she was the Phoenix or the fire butterfly. He could only make up for what he owed them.
