C1528 Shop Journal 10

Thinking about that rough guy, Xu Qing couldn't help but smile.

It seemed like …

I like it.

I like him a lot.

"Jiang Yong." Xu Qing spoke softly.

At this moment, Jiang Yong was scared to death. He felt that after someone wiped the oil off his face, he suddenly took two or three steps back. Seeing the woman in front of him dressed in silver and gold, a thought slowly formed in his mind