C1406 Men with increased internal wear

Ye Cheng was very gloomy. He could not tolerate the speed at which he could turn a horse carriage into a tractor. Mei Zi, who was sitting beside him, understood his burning anxiety.

"Well, it's only two thousand yuan. You don't even have a leader on deposit, so you should just be a poor person. At least, it's better than walking to a bar. It's a car after all."

Ye Cheng curled his lips