“AHAHAHA, Lord Jue, don’t Tell Me You’re tired of playing with the little fairy in every position. Last Night in London, you played a role-playing game, pretending to sleep in a motel, and then the Lady of the motel even wore an apron to serve you?”
Bai Lang’s words were so vivid that his blood was boiling.
Hearing this, Wu Er’s face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed.
What Lady of the motel?
Just hearing it made her... swollen... Ah.
Especially that Coquettish Fellow, Bai Lang. As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Gu Qiqi a few times. It was as if he had not explicitly said that Gu Qiqi was the lady of the motel.
Gong Jue’s face darkened!
He angrily scolded Bai Lang, “What the hell are you thinking about! That’s what Chu Daiyu used to stay here last night. I’m impatient to let him sleep in the guest room and let him sleep on the floor!”
Wu Er:”...”
Bai Lang:”...”
What the F * ck! This was unexpected!
