With a smile on his face, Zhao Chenhuan looked at the disdainful woman opposite him, and angrily said in a polite tone, "Miss Yang, what do you do?"
Yang Yang rubbed the coffee cup with his fingers and gave it a quick peck. "Oh, I'm a cannon maker." His words shocked everyone.
"A... Cannon...?" The little rabbit in Zhao Chenhuan's heart twitched, what kind of cannon?
Yang Yang looked at the dark-faced man opposite him changing his colorful expressions, and couldn't help but snicker, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, what do you do?"
Zhao Chenhuan listened to the woman opposite's question, thought for a moment, and said jokingly, "I'm for sex." After saying this, he wanted to see the woman's expression.
Yang Yang spoke slowly, "I did all the beatings you made." Zhao Chenhuan was stunned.