C911 Not Beated

On the way.

Haotian was leisurely sitting in the back seat of the car. Next to him was the sexy and plump Le Ling. Although her face was cold, from time to time, a feminine fragrance would come from her body.

However …

However, Haotian wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. Within his indifferent and deep eyes, there was a hint of deliberation.

He didn't meet Loong Sheng that many times