"What do you bet on?" Angel's aura has already weakened down, but still unwilling to show weakness in looking at summer like snow.

"Just bet on your chest. I said your chest was fake, either saltwater bags or silica gel! You don't admit it. Let's get someone to identify it. How about that? Xia Ruxue looked at Angel triumphantly.

Angel's face is really wonderful at the moment. First it's red and white, and finally it's iron green.

"If I lose, I'll leave it to you. If you lose, write a sign that says,'I made a breast prosthesis'and walk back and forth ten times. How about that?" Xia Ruxue said step...