Chapter 113 Little Mouth Is Quite Sweet

• When I went to Mike Leng’s villa, I found that the dog he had was beyond my imagination, and if I was right, it would have been a mastiff.
• I gulped silently and looked at Kon likewise gulping, raised my eyebrows at him and said, “Kon, it’s up to you.”
• “Condensation, can I say something about resigning?” Xiaokang had already backed off, and if it wasn’t for Zhang Xiaolian holding him up behind him, his legs would have gone weak.