C112 Or Was He Underestimating the Northern Tribes

Mu Shuishan blinked as she looked at Zhan Beirong, who was different in the past. She couldn't help but become infatuated with him.

Zhan Beirong stared at Mu Shuishan's dazed expression for a long time. When the car started, Zhan Beirong finally said in a cold tone, "Keep your saliva."

Lan Xu covered his mouth with his hands and snickered