C37 You can't lend it to me?

Are you willing to lend it to me?

At this time, Xiang Tao had practically stuffed all of his big fellows into Sun Meifeng's mouth, and with Xiang Tao's hands on his head, he couldn't even move if he wanted to, and could only let out a "wuwu" sound.

Xiang Tao's guy was not an ordinary guy, he seemed to be stuck in Sun Meifeng's throat. Breaking free from Xiang Tao's hands