Chu zhaoyue looked at the light and smiling Mo ran, stared at his eyes and narrowed them slightly. His voice was a little dangerous: "what's your surname, the noble stronghold leader?"

Seeing Chu zhaoyue's expression that seems to be on a thief ship, hearing her expression that as long as he makes her upset, she will jump up at any time and bite his voice, Mo ran can't help but smile, then with some noble grace, everyone said modestly, "no, my name is Shang."

business?

Chu zhaoyue frowned a little. She had met many people with the surname Shang. In her world, she had many friends with the surname Shang,...