Muxilin quickly buckled up his belt, got up and ran away. "I'll go now, Butong goodbye!"

with a bang, the door was taken by moxilin, and the study became quiet.

Butong was so angry that he took a deep breath with a big mouth. Turning around, he saw that the long legs of the man on the sofa overlapped at will, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He was looking at her with interest.

"are you still laughing?" Butong stepped forward angrily, raised his hand and held his face. "Smile again, and I will crush you!"

"OK, don't laugh," the man took the girl's hand, put it...