Zhao Bin grinned. It was so lucky that the second generation of Xuancheng were too arrogant and domineering in succession.

Although Zhao Bin is not sure that the other side is the second generation, it is obvious that the wealthy, or perhaps the wealthy generation, are not sure what the other side is wearing.

"What do you mean, Huang Shaotian?"

This time, before Zhao Bin opened his mouth, Xiao Lu turned his head and looked angrily at the cockscomb.

"Why, I can't just ask for a private room if you want one?" Huang Shaotian touched the head of the cockscomb and looked scornfully at Xiaolu, even with contempt in his...