chapter 18 It would be too much to overestimate your own charm.

The cold voice instantly broke the throbbing.

Sure enough, dog men are not worthy of long mouths.

Desade Qiao came over reluctantly and whispered, "That's the white truffle, you promised me before."

Hearing this, Wesley Gu's eyes moved from the document to her face.

Pure and elegant, with low eyebrows, she seemed to be no different from before, but Wesley Gu knew that she was all pretending.

Under this skin is no longer the obedient...