Chapter 1107

Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows and joked: "I haven't finished yet. Whether you have toothache or not is not the key. The key is this shirt on me, but it's the tailor's craft with the highest asking price in Saville street, West London. How can you wipe all your saliva on it." Tao Yaoyao couldn't laugh or cry. He seemed to bite again in anger, and then replied provocatively, "just bite. Anyway, you have money." Hearing this almost naughty words, Feng's smile on her lips deepened. He touched her head: "good, stop playing. I know you are my wife rather than my cousin. Her expression is enough to make you happy. Go and send someone away." Tao Yaoyao nodded and said stiffly, "well, just listen to you." She got up, tidied up her clothes and went out directly, walking fast with a gust of wind. At the entrance of the stairs, I suddenly remembered that I had two sets of clothes, only wearing the sleeveless T-shirt inside, and the small coat on it had not been put on, so I folded it back. When she entered the room, she found that there was no one in the living room. On the right was the bedroom and on the left was a study. The door of the study was slightly open. Feng Zhuo is inside, talking with people on video. A little away, she vaguely heard "treatment" and "supporting the author". Please go to the genuine website to pay for reading!