C828 Sixth Master Is My Man!

Lu Yuanjing's striking eyes narrowed slightly as he pressed his tongue against the cheek that the little woman in front of him had slapped with such force. His voice, though numb, lifted with a hint of interest. "So, Yuvyuv, you want to play big with the Young Marshal?"

Ye Yuvyuv smiled softly. "Yes, but does the Great Young Marshal dare to take the bet?"

Lu Yuanjing's lips curled slightly