C56 Wager 1

Liu Qingyan tightened his grip on her wrist and sneered, "I think you've misunderstood. I don't need to put in any effort to catch up to you."

Su Ming was not some kind of woman. The goods that he sent to his doorstep, her insides, up and down, which part of her he had not read?

There was not even the least bit of novelty left. Naturally, there was no need for Chen Xianqi to be interested in it