《我的漂亮朋友》中文版

Ji Feng's brows furrowed slightly. He stared at Young Master Wen for a moment and couldn't help but shake his head. This man was already a little crazy. Judging from Young Master Wen's almost paranoid look, it seemed that he thought he refused to play stud. Because he wasn't very good at playing, Young Master Wen immediately grasped at straws and wanted to use provocation to force him to play....