Live for money, die for it

ame...""...What else did you dream about" Jiang Qiyun suddenly asked coldly.My brother hesitated for a moment before replying, “I had a dream about Xiao Qiao again, the Xiao Qiao from when we were kid... used it. Take it, wrap it around her, and cover her face!"The Seventh Senior Brother always used the best things, I nodded in agreement, and he immediately got up and went to the desk behind him to o...