C472 Asian Agent

Cao Qin sat in the dark private room with his back facing the vermilion velvet sofa. In his hand was a red wine that looked like blood. He gently shook the red liquid in his hand and watched the red liquid draw an elegant arc in the glass.

"Master Cao, what's wrong? If you're so kind, aren't you going to look for a princess? "" No, no "Ji Shaoheng had one arm around a woman in revealing clothes