C107 Chicken Boss Tang

Yuh Ye laid on the table in boredom. He had already finished learning the content in junior high. It was a simple batch.

"Attention, Madam."

Tang Zheng poked Yuh Ye, who was in a daze, and put his hair behind his ear. He found it funny.

Yuh Ye pursed his lips. If Tang Zheng, this stinky dog, became gentle, there would be nothing for a warm-hearted man