Zhou You stretched out his arm and rolled up his sleeves. His arm was indeed red from rubbing. He said,"My body is so delicate and precious that my skin has been rubbed open…If anything happens to me, do you think you can afford it? I'm going to be a figure of the current generation of the socrates in the future…"
"My son said to disinfect it a few more times," Xie Xize looked up at him.
"Take him back to disinfect him," he said to the bodyguard.
"Yes…"
Thus, Zhou You, who had rushed out, was dragged to wash and disinfect again.
"Xie Laowu, you're not human…You're worse than a beast…"
Zhou You's voice rang out like a pig being slaughtered.
Xavier was unmoved.
He sat there, his lips still slightly curled up. He was in a good mood.
That short hug from the Spicy Strip made him…He experienced a different feeling.
He knew that the Spicy Strips had always been against him.
Up until now, he had not called her father.
