C39 The Story of Poetry

"Bullsh * t, I, Guo Feixue want to say that I have already gone to bed with those rich second generations, what do I not have now? It shouldn't be hard for me to get in and out of luxury cars, right? Why would I, Guo Feixue, be like this to a young 'rich second generation' like you? Do you really think we're all three years old? " Guo Feixue roared.

"Then why?" Liu Fengyun felt that as a man