C382 Let Me Help You When Your Collar be Not Well Pressed

Ye Zhan Jue's face turned even darker, "Han Xiaoxiao."

The voice was as bleak as ever, hard as if it was the first time they had met. However, this time, it was different. Xiaoxiao had long been immune to his coldness, and even now they suspected that he was the one who instigated the wind around the villa.

"So what do you want me to do? "Praise you for being so handsome … Pan An