C989 What You Want to Marry Me?

"Three to seven?" Why don't you go f * * king rob them? " With a "dong", Black Mamba slammed the table.

Zuo Qian was shocked and stopped eating.

"Are you full? Would you like some red wine to rinse your mouth? " Qi Fei's gaze was so gentle that it could drip water.

Zuo Qian waved his hand, coldly looked at Black Mamba and said, "Hubby, since Uncle Black on the other side doesn't agree