1118 Unreal

This was still City H, Yu Yuehan's turf.

They were not afraid of King of Hell trying anything funny.

Under the cruiser were all Yu Yuehan's men, in an hour, if they hadn't left the cruiser safely, King of Hell's cruiser wouldn't be able to leave City H.

Nian Xiaomu picked up the cup, shook it in front of Yu Yuehan and asked carefully, "It really can't be drunk?"

Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "I will let you drink if you don't say that I am worse than Tan Bengbeng."

Nian Xiaomu was in disbelief.

She thought that there was something wrong with the tea, who knew that he was just jealous.

What a stingy person!

Her Bengbeng was missing and she was unsure if she was alive. She was so worried.

It didn't matter if he did not comfort her, but he got jealous when she mentioned Bengbeng?

Upon seeing that the tea was fine, she narrowed her eyes and drank from it.