C1289 The Lord Is a Saintly Man

"Yes."

This man was clearly spouting nonsense. Ann Wuyang was full and patted his round belly. He did not want to care about Jiang Yong, this big liar.

"I'm going out for a stroll. Don't follow me if you have nothing to do. Love, requires some distance, do you understand?" Ann Wuyang's warning look was completely without any deterrence.

Not long after he left