C323 Three Accent of a Cannon

"Sure, where do you think we should go?" Zhang Jinming thought in his heart. Damn, you insist on eating in the middle of the night.

Dong Xue walked forward and held onto his arm, then tightly leaned on his body and gently said, "How about ? going to my house?"

"To your house?" Zhang Jinming was startled, a little surprised.

Dong Xue looked at him with fox-like eyes