chapter 227 concert

Li Jun helped Song Zhen carry the luggage and walked towards the car.

When passing by a few young men, Li Jun stretched out his middle finger and gestured at them, feeling a refreshing feeling in his heart.

Those men looked as if they had eaten shit.

Song Zhen was definitely the unattainable goddess in their lives, and Ralap Li, this shameless bastard, actually hugged their goddess in his arms, which deeply hurt these poor losers who couldn't even afford porridge....