C1478 Young Lord He's Tugging and Tugging at the Milk

In the end, he only said that. Wan Daiyu never took the hair dryer from Jiang Yong.

A warm breeze was blowing on his head, and with the man's fingertip gently rubbing through his hair, Wan Daiyu felt so comfortable that he wanted to sleep.

"Young master, are you ready? The people from the various big sects are almost all here. As the main character of the birthday feast