C85 Worker's Fee

Tang Cheng pursed his lips and groaned in a low voice. He grabbed the pair of small hands that were lighting fire all over his body and snorted in a low voice. "Money? What money do you want to give me?"

What was in this little girl's mind right now?

"Labor fee, hehehe, weren't you the male prostitute I hired with money? What, you don't want money anymore