Hanlin Newspaper
"Xi Mu City, you are the overlord of the earth!" The puppy that was being suppressed on the ground cried out in dissatisfaction.
Xi Mu Cheng sat on the leather swivel chair and narrowed his eyes. With a cold smile, he said, "This form of address is not bad!"
Xu Zifeng, on the other hand, had a smile on his face. He looked harmless on the outside, but in reality, he was smiling brilliantly.
This stinking brat clearly did not know how to write the words "great disaster is about to befall you".
We in the media have a right to the truth. Mrs. Xi's private life is not..." "Ahh!
Before he could even finish the word "check out", his face had already been heavily punched.
"Pfft!" Half of the puppy's body fell to the ground, spitting out blood and its broken teeth … The power of this punch was too strong.