After hearing Qiao Rubing's words, Ye Cheng took a step, turned around with a bitter smile and looked at Qiao Rubing standing behind him and said, "Can't you leave me some illusions?"

"Fantasy what?" Joe is like an ice track.

"Well, I fantasize about how many dolls Xiaobing gave birth to me. I've got my name in mind. If my son is Ye Qiao, if my daughter is Ye Xiaoqiao. Xiaoqiao is a beautiful woman in Jiangdong. My wife Bingbing looks just as good. My son must follow his father and me, and be handsome and domineering." Ye Cheng's way of laughing.

Ye Cheng now only shouts: curse an egg,...