C128 I really like this kind of dragon

The porridge in Lei Haolong's stomach almost spurted out.

"Are you sick or what? Yi Mo Chi, you're not disgusting, I'm sick to death! Even if all the women in the world are dead, I won't screw up with you! " Lei Haolong angrily said. This boy was always asking for a beating.

Yi Mo Chi smirked. He felt that his acting skills had exploded.

Of course