Shen Thirteen was shocked by Hualiu. He just smoked Wanjun. Made, those old bastards, would not have this hobby. "What do you think? Get ready. By the way, is there a remote video function on your mobile phone or a laptop beside you?"

"Here, hand-held." Shen Thirteen Back Road. "Then get ready, the bosses are already waiting," he urged.

"Okay, I'll wash my face and brush my teeth and blow my hair first."

"I depend, you have seed." No words, hang up the phone.

finished looking at them and said, "He said he would wash his face and brush his teeth and blow his hair first."

"Still blow a hairstyle?...