C581 You're Not Dead

"This... this..."

After muttering for a long time without saying anything, Huang Yan's eyes looked a little evasive. Admitting that he could not do it in front of Yao Zonglin, wasn't this slapping him in the face?

At this moment, Huang Yan seemed to have forgotten. When he hugged Yao Zonglin's thigh and cried, his face had already been beaten black and blue