"I think you're pretending not to understand."

Meng Yang smiled evilly. He didn't care about that much and kissed Linda hard.

A fool has a fool's blessing. This blessing is decided today.

"Woo woo..." Linda whimpered, Meng Yang's sudden action caught him off guard, and he pushed Meng Yang's chest.

"Your injury has not been healed. After your injury is healed, you can do whatever you want..." "No, I will do it now," "You..." Linda pushed Meng Yang's chest: "You, bad guy..." But just as the two were on the right track, the door was suddenly knocked.

Meng Yang couldn't help but do it. Someone knocked on the door at this time. Who is it?

What dares to disturb him?

It's simply seeking death.

Linda couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He was obviously uncomfortable because he was disturbed by others.

"Who will it be at such a big night?"

Linda asked with a frown.

"Mr. Meng, it's me, old Celtic..." Unexpectedly, it was the head of Celtic's hometown. Meng Yang frowned.

Is there anything wrong with the owner of Celtic's hometown coming to find him?

Meng Yang put on his clothes and saw the owner of Celtic standing outside the door with a dusty face.

At this moment, the head of Celtic's hometown was wearing a pair of pants underneath with his upper body naked.

There were some hemp ropes tied to them, and there were thorns behind them.

Meng Yang was stunned for a moment.

The style of the owner of the hometown is very unique.

What does this mean?

Do you apologize for the crime?

"Mr. Meng, you have a story in China, called "Take a Thorn" apologizing. I was wrong before. Today, I came to the door to carry a Thorn apologizing. Please forgive me," said Celtic's old master. Although he was over 70 years old, he did not feel inferior. He bent his knees and knelt in front of Meng Yang.
Chapter completed!