The person who spoke looked carefree, and he was holding two men in his arms. Sister.
With a leaking belly button top and denim hot pants, her Earth-like chest was now being played with in the man's palms.
Although his hands were not idle, his perverted eyes kept looking at Lin Hanxing.
Yan Beichen's face darkened, and he moved in front of Lin Hanxing, trying to block his gaze.
Only God knew that the person was still sitting in the car and watching. If anything happened, he would probably have to go to Africa to mine for the rest of his life.
&Quot; young master Lu, you should understand the saying 'trouble comes from the mouth', right? "
Yan Beichen deliberately lowered his voice, his expression unhappy.
"Little girl, you have a good figure. How much did he pay you?"
Obviously, young master Lu did not take Yan beixiao's words to heart.
He even tried to suck up to Lin Hanxing. The movement of the tongue!
