C1207 Young Master Lu Drank a Pot of Vinegar

After that, Ye Ling turned and continued walking.

Following his gaze, Lu Yanhao saw a greasy looking, middle-aged man in his forties wearing a casual jacket holding a huge bundle of red rose and putting it in Ye Ling's arms. At the same time, he pulled his face down.

At this time, a tender and weak voice sounded. "Die Di, Ma Mi, can you eat the cake now?"

Looking back