"Tang Yun, do you really have to disrespect Pan An like this?"
The man in the floral shirt suddenly darkened his expression, a hint of anger spreading across his brow.
If it weren't for the fact that your father is Tang Mingji, I would have drugged you into bed long ago.
By then, it would be all about what I want, molding you however I please!
Where would you even get the chance to act like a Holy Maiden?
"Hahahaha~~~"
Just then, a sudden loud laughter broke out, unrestrained and wild.
"What are you even?"
Pan An's face was covered in frost, his expression so dark it seemed it could drip water.
He clearly knew what the other was laughing at, and it was exactly what he loathed!
"No, wait, let me laugh a bit more."
Su Chen couldn't help himself looking at Pan An's height of about 1.6 meters and his face full of acne,
"Was it your mom or your dad who named you Pan An? It's absolutely ingenious!"
"Do you want to die?"
