C767 Conspiracy

"What's going on?"

Lee Dabao frowned slightly. Listening to the noise in the corridor, he felt a little familiar. Xiangmei's heart was shocked and she hurriedly rushed in.

"Let's go, let's go! I don't want to rent this house anymore. Let's go!"

At the door of Zhao Xiangmei's room, a fat middle-aged woman put her hands on her hips and cursed fiercely