"Me? I...... " -

"he is my good brother, Yanfeng." Morning Shuai pot took the hemp man's words for me, "do you know my brother?" -

what? Recognize You know me? I'm puzzled by this. -

"Oh, no, I just appreciate Mr. Yan's talent." -

talent? How can I have such a noble "sentiment" for you to appreciate! -

but This guy is also strange. A good discussion group of beauties doesn't join in. He keeps staring at me and chenshuai pot. His eyes are connected. I can see that there is a trace of excitement in his eyes. What the man in linen is trying to say is interrupted...