C1867 Call for Help

"No, I said, you, you first get dressed, and then you can just walk in and take it off. What the hell is this?" Lin Yu's lips quirked up as he felt dizzy. Right now, his title as the Heavenly King of Fortune was quite solid. How could there be a woman that would just look at him …

Elaine didn't say anything, but directly climbed onto Lin Yu's desk. Like a Persian cat