"Come on, you think I'm as poor as you" broke Li Wenlong's hand, and Kong Jiayi gave Li Wenlong an angry look. "Now I'm thinking of giving away this great god. As for the rest, let's resign ourselves to fate. Who made me suffer from birth?"

"Jiayi, I..." Li Wenlong also knows that what he has done has gone too far, but the desire in his heart is not so easy to deal with, especially when he is faced with the best women, which is an endless temptation for men.

"Forget it," Kong Jiayi interrupted in Li Wenlong's words. "I told you a while ago that I didn't want the...