Gu Yuze's voice was calm and bone-piercing, and his thin aura seemed to be tickling his pores.

She only pretended to shake her arms in fear, and then smiled and asked, "I understand. There is no law of existence in high society, and you won't be feared by so many people. But the question now is-Young Master, can you stop doing this to me? Bi Dong looks like a flirtatious game played by a couple, and it's not suitable for us to use."

As soon as she spoke, it was as ...