“No, we can’t accept this!”
Lao Pu’s wife, who had recovered from the shock state first, took the title deed from the table and forced the game back into Alana’s arms, as if she was eager to hold a hot potato in her hand.
Alana’s hand touched was first stiff in his conditioned reflex, and then he tried his best to relax himself and not make any aggressive actions.
Except for A Xiao, she doesn’t like being touched casually.
“Too expensive! Really!”
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