C542 I Am Your Lord!

"What? You want me to go to Japan with you?"

Wen Mian's shocked voice lingered in the air, causing the face mask on her face to wrinkle.

Yih Qianbo leaned back on the bed, hands behind his head, and sighed leisurely, "Good thing the soundproofing here is decent. Otherwise, with that shout of yours, someone would complain about noise disturbance