"I don't know what the business will be..."

Tan Fucheng wiped his hands with a piece of paper and stood in place, waiting for Fang Yizhi to say something.

But Fang Yizhi didn't say anything, lifted his pants and turned around to wash his hands, opening the faucet with one hand was not light, washing his hands hard, washing silently, rolling up his sleeves, and rinsing half of his arm by the way.

Tan Fucheng skimmed ......

Chapter 97 of "Inrush" Qiao is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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