He Probably Doesn't Know How to Write "Death!"
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
On the other side of the phone, in a luxurious villa.
In the incomparably lewd scene, many men and women were unabashedly releasing their beastly side.
However, the moment he heard this, the organizer of the party, Chen Dachun, suddenly made a gesture.
The people who were originally releasing each other like wild beasts immediately stopped moving.
Chen Dachun also pushed away the three young models and sat up on the sofa. His expression was a little uncertain. "Who are you?"
At this moment, he was no longer as rough and reckless as when he was talking to his subordinates just now. Instead, his eyes were filled with caution.
In fact, Chen Dachun had not only relied on recklessness to survive until today.
From a certain perspective, he was the kind of person who had very good eyesight and a very sensitive sense of smell.