C447 My Hands and Feet Are Touching His Head?

In the living room of Jun family, there were many guests drinking and drinking.

Lin Yuening looked at Jun Siming from afar, her heart itching.

This man was really handsome. Compared to him, the other men were simply defective products!

She did not dare to rashly step forward to avoid alerting the enemy. She had to listen to Zhou Miaomiao's orders.

"Come, Seventh Uncle, let me toast you