Wujixian respects the city where he was born, and just wants to lie down and be a salted fish.
With a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, no one likes me once I wear flip-flops.
Fight? Too tired.
Pretending? Trouble.
Practice? Might as well sleep.
However, CEO Bingshan relied on the coffee he brewed.
The fiery policewoman chased him to investigate the case,
The supernatural genius moved in directly.
Trouble came one after another, forcing him to take action.
Is your opponent arrogant? Shoot it away casually.
Immortals come down to earth? Dismissed with a yawn.
The whole world thought he was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Only Ye Wuyou looked innocent:
"I really just want to sleep!"
