C439 It Hurts to Talk too Much

"F * ck!" Le Le exclaimed in anger … After greeting the man in front of him countless times, he finally said, "Are you afraid that the taxi driver will try to rob me of my wealth or my beauty? I'm only 1.5, you know, and I don't taste good. "

Eastward smiled enigmatically, as if to say, Lele, you praise yourself too much.

So it was like that. He mercilessly beat her down, "Money and sex