C119 Nightmare

Seeing that, Du Jinse poured her a cup of hot tea.

Xiao Ying held onto the teacup tightly, she frowned: "Hot."

He quickly snatched it over.

"Miss, we must make a lot of money." Xiao Ying's tone was firm.

Du Jinse put down the teacup and grabbed Xiao Ying's hand.

"Say, are you stupid? Your hands are already red."

Xiao Ying laughed foolishly, "Miss, I was thinking of buying all the girls here