"Brother Jiaheng, please help me, you are my perfect model." Yu Ker started her 3,600th time acting coquettishly.
"Baby, I'm not a god. There are things that my brother can't do. There are so many healthy little fresh meats for you to choose from. Just let me go." Gao Jiaheng said and stood up, intending to leave this place. Otherwise, when Ke'er cries, his bones will be three pounds lighter.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuahahhhhhh, brother, you know how much I value this series. I can't find a model that is more suitable for this theme except you. Brother, you have me, I will help you, you can definitely do it."
Sure enough, it was still a step too late. Gao Jiaheng knew that this time he still couldn't refuse his girl.
Self-entertainment, bad writing, don't comment if you don't like it