"A sneeze!"

As the car was driving on the road, Zhao Tiezhu suddenly felt itchy nose and had to sneeze.

"What's wrong? You won't get sick, will you?

Fang Yanhao laughed, Zhao Tiezhu's body is very good, like Fang Yan. If you suffer from such a minor crime, you'll get sick and say it without being laughed off.

Zhao Tiezhu rubbed his nose and laughed, "No, I feel someone is saying bad things about me behind my back!"

Xu Jin immediately joked, "You have offended so many people. There are so many people who speak ill of you. If no one says that you have to sneeze, sneezing will kill...