C249 A Vulgar Fellow

In a secret residence, Xiong Tiezhu was on a long journey internationally. He said respectfully: "Princess Qian, can you send a drop of your blood over soon? I've found him. "

"Ah …" What was his name? How are you doing? Is it in the Ninghai City? " The incomparably beautiful figure on the other end of the phone shook as she asked a series of questions.

Xiong Tiezhu did not say anything