C357 Please don't crash

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" This voice, appeared in Zheng Haotian's ears. He frowned, clenching his fist tightly. He had the urge to hit someone.

Just now, it was an inexplicable forceful kiss. Right now, he had just fallen asleep, yet he had somehow asked himself what he wanted to eat. This was simply an inexplicable trigger.

"Give me a set of hot dry surface