C217 Mister Is Watching a Man Dance

Behind the door was a rippling blue swimming pool, and beside the pool was a white tile resting area.

Han Xichen felt his scalp tingling. It was easy to say, but every step he took was as difficult as falling off a thousand pounds.

The place was complete, and the DV footage was clear. Even worse, Lan Si ordered the servants to stop what they were doing and watch him dance