C239 Grinding Knife

"Wait." Lu Faan immediately realized what she meant when he heard her. With a cold expression, he looked towards his flirtatious aunt and berated, "I am not playing around with you. That mouth, I remember. Fan, don't force me to do it. "

Lu Faan had always had a good memory, especially when it came to gambling. Lu Faan clearly remembered that it was impossible for anyone to mess with him