C559 A Feast of Exquisite Beauty

Shen Lan's face reddened, obviously Zhang Jinming had guessed correctly. She frowned, clenched his fists and threatened, "Zhang Jinming, you bastard, hurry up and scram. Say one more word, and I'll break my promise today. "

If Shen Lan were to beat him up or scold him, Zhang Jinming would not mind but would have no choice but to take this threat seriously. With great difficulty