C68 No jingle no prince

"Here you go." Xu Ningzhou took out the car keys and cell phone from his pocket. His long legs hooked around a chair and sat down beside her. He then lifted Song Qinghuan's twisted left leg and placed it on his bent knee.

"Little Dingdang did not, I gave you the Prince's Treasure Chest." The man raised his head, deliberately lowered his voice to sound deep and sexy