C1198 Seven Star Sword
"Puff …"
Everyone was speechless.
How could the normal Zhang Han, be a little lewd?
"You little brat." Yue Wuwei's facial muscles trembled.
He was about to go crazy.
If it wasn't for Mengmeng here, I would definitely beat you up.
"Hehehehe."
Mengmeng, on the other hand, laughed heartily, leaning on Zhang Han's side, feeling that everyone's expression was extremely funny