Wood, don't mess with me!

"No matter how elegant it is on the surface, it can't match the lowliness in the heart, and now I finally climbed into the bed of my young master as I wished!" Zhong Libi put on his clothes, took out a bank note from his arms, and threw it on the face of the man on the bed in disappointment. .Enduring the pain in the back, Huaiyu replied, not to be outdone, "You deserve it too?"