C637 Witch Lian

Zhao Ziloong couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle and sweat profusely as he heard the dirty moves of the bunch of female men on the phone.

"Eh, Ms Lyi, what is two hundred and nine?" A weak voice sounded.

"250 + 38 + 2, isn't that 290? You don't even know how to scold people like that. It's really embarrassing. " Ms Lyi snorted coldly and yelled at the top of her lungs