C1296 Sad Little Ling

"Damn, will I be afraid? "She's just one of my women. Who was I, Zhang Binnglei, afraid of?" Zhang Binnglei drank some wine, and now that he was being provoked by Yingying, how could he not pat his chest to show that he was a man? He had played three games with Yingying and the other girls in bed. If he was afraid in front of Yingying now, he wouldn't be able to play three games in the future