"Haha, it's me, but your mother is with me." Zhang Long holds Qiu Xueying's hand tightly and laughs at the phone.

as soon as Lin Tian heard that his mother was also in Zhang Long's hands, he was stunned for a moment and then recovered: "Zhang long, men are like men. Let go of my mother." The words behind are almost roaring.

but it didn't make Zhang long let go. Instead, it made him more happy. He laughed and said, "Lin Tian, I admit that you look like Lin Qiang. Now let me give you a taste of Lin Qiang's time."

"Zhang long, can I draft you? B, let my...