C77 Tongue Work Performance

"You still want that bitch, don't you?"

Han Bing pushed me away and asked with a gloomy expression.

Bad food!

She wanted to settle accounts after the fall.

"How could that be? My wife only has one, and that's Miss Bing Bing, the director."

"Stop wasting your breath here and get the hell out of here!"

Han Bing roared, raised his hand and slapped me.

"Wife, you