Nanyin chuckled, "Aren't you eager to become Henry Adela's disciple?""President Zhou won't take me!"Nanyin retorted, "Do you think I would take you then?"Murphy Trollpoe, "...I'm not trash..."In the car, Li Qiaoyi stared expressionlessly out the window at the towering buildings bathed in light and shadow, her eyes welling up with tears as she mocked her own foolish fantasies."Cough, cough..." Arlen Pritt cleared his throat, trying to strike up a conversation with Murphy Trollpoe."Old Fu, tell me, why do men sometimes pretend to be clueless around women?"Murphy Trollpoe, sitting in the passenger seat, propped his elbow on the side of his head. "Why?"Arlen Pritt, one hand on the steering wheel, used the other to pat Murphy Trollpoe's head. "Are you really that dense? It's because they don't want to get serious, don't want to take responsibility!"Murphy Trollpoe, "Damn, I don't even have a girlfriend, how would I know?""Alright, bro, if you've got something to say, jus
Read more