Chapter 935

he spat out a mouthful of blood. Zhou Taishan had asked him to deal with this person What kind of person is this! What the hell!Zhao Ping'an took his foot away: "I spare you, not because I'm afraid... of me!Zhao Ping'an blurted out, "Your illness is simple. Every night you crave men intensely, to the point of desperation. You suppress these feelings, so for all these years, life has been unbearabl...