Junlan Kempin Hotel?

Su Zhiyan hugged his mouth and laughed stiffly. The whole people were dying.

And Su Rui's expression has already solidified on his face. It's hard to understand when he looks at Lin Aoxue dully.

"What's wrong? Don't want to go?" Lin Ao-xue looked back at Su Rui and her question was still very simple and direct.

"Want to go, too want to go, incomparable want to go." Su Rui swallowed and spat, and his face was hard. It looked like constipation for several days.

"Then pack up and start." When Lin Aoxue finished speaking, she turned and walked away. Where Su Rui could not see, her mouth...