C61 Lu Xiaoniu's Doubt

Girl Lu's doubts.

"Now you can tell me your origin. " Hsiang Yang crossed his legs and sat in front of the bald man. His hands were empty. He could only touch his chin out of boredom. He felt that he was really handsome now. Of course, if he had another cigar in his mouth. . . It would be even more imposing. In the future, he would have to bring a box of cigar with him