C2261 Competitors

"It's you. "

Luo Beiyuan finally had an impression, but in the next second. . . His handsome face darkened. "What are you doing?"

Zhang Xue lowered her head and looked at her own body. She could only explain in an aggrieved manner: "Boss Luo, don't misunderstand me. I didn't want to do anything. You were drunk just now, and you threw up on me. I just took a shower