C815 Dance Under Statue of Liberty

"Looks like Mister Xue still remembers me …"

Ye Ling blurted out a few words and put his arm around Zhao Yan's waist, "Can I help you?"

The Snow Dragon gritted his teeth, his gaze revealing his jealousy of Ye Ling.

F * ck, why is it that the people following this brat are all top quality beauties? It was the same for Ali, and it was the same for this one.

"Hmph, Mr. Ye Ling