Chapter 1197

Zhao Desan understood women's minds better than anyone else, and asked deliberately with a wicked smile, "Why? I have already feasted my eyes."

Lan Mei pouted, rolled her eyes, looked at him with resentment, shook her fragrant shoulders, and acted like an old man, "Are you teasing me?"

Zhao Desan looked at her seven-foot breasts after opening her chest with lecherous eyes, and said deliberately with a wink and a desire to catch, "I'm not teasing you, I said I wanted to see, I've seen enough."

"Zhao Desan, are you a man?" Lan Mei suddenly stopped crying, put on a straight face, and asked him seriously.

This 180-degree turn in attitude made Zhao Desan confused for a moment. He raised his head and chest, patted his chest, and said, "Of course, and I am a seven-foot man with flesh and blood!"

"If you are a man, how can you... be untrustworthy!" Lan Mei said unconvinced, but she was speechless for a while and really didn't know how to express her inner thoughts, so she could only say such an irrelevant sentence.

Zhao Desan was a bit confused, slightly widened his heroic eyes, smiled "Heh" with a confused face, and asked, "How am I untrustworthy?"