C429 The Racing Track

Zhang Xiaomi coldly snorted and impatiently said, "I understand. Let's end here for today. I am hungry, hurry up and go down to cook for me. "

Chen Fusheng took out his phone and looked at the time. Unconsciously, he found that he had been in Zhang Xiaomi's boudoir for more than two hours.

In the past few days, for Chen Fusheng's modification plan, Zhang Xiaomi had not even gone to Rose Bar