he phone. 。... Oh, my dearest, do you miss me Ye Fan wore a pure and innocent smile. 。 "ot yeah" 。On the other end of the phone, it was Liu Qin's silver bell-like laughter, but always with a queenl...smoking cigar in his hand. 。"Master, the doctor didn't say you couldn't smoke, especially cigars." 。“The butler immediately walked over, wanting to snatch the cigar from Ouyang Wudi's hand.” 。At this...
Chapter 451: Whose Responsibility?