"This is not easy to give!"

Hong Biao shrank his hand back.

But a pack of cigarettes and lighters had already reached the hands of the prince.

"Young brother, you can't smoke this."

Wangcheng wants to reach out.

"You sent me the ones, and you taught me to smoke."

The prince's eyes rolled up! The royal city was so scared that he was shocked. It was obvious that he was going to complain! "What do you say now?"

The prince held the cigarette in his mouth.

"You can smoke, but don't tell your father."

"Don't worry, no!"

The prince smiled.

Then the prince, Hong Biao and others went back.

Entering the yard, the prince took off his mask and sunglasses, and then under the surprised eyes of everyone.

The prince knelt down with a thud and lowered his head! "Dad, fortunately, the child has successfully attracted the enemy!"

Quiet, very quiet! Everyone looked at the prince with an incredible look in their eyes.

Is this Luo Chen’s son?

No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like it! Even if it’s a godson, it doesn’t look like it! No one talks, and the prince kneels down.

His heart was shocked, and he was afraid he would be beaten today.

After all, I haven't spoken for so long.

And this silence lasted for ten minutes before Ye Shuangshuang spoke.

"The teacher is not here."

"ha?"
Chapter completed!