Won't Do It Again!

The name of the hothead was Zhu Qing. He was famous for his ability to fight and his appearance was fierce.

Now, the famous Brother Qing's legs were split into an "M" shape. He lay weakly on the coffee table with a beer sticking in his mouth, drinking until his face was covered in foam.

The handsome young man stepped on the coffee table with one foot. He placed his forearm gently on his knee and lowered his head staring. The fierce tiger was as obedient as a cat.

Go to hell!

What was going on?!

After two seconds of silence, Brother Qing finally finished his beer. The young master casually pulled out the bottle and looked at the coffee table with an expressionless face.

"The table is dirty."

"!!!"

Brother Qing's eyes were red as he crouched down with murderous intent and started licking the table.

Slurp... Slurp!

When he licked the table for the first time, Chu Qing only wanted to kill Wang Yan.