War Godapos;s Wolf H

Ye Xin looked a bit disheveled, wearing a vest that seemed to have been bleached by the sun. And his... shoulders! His shoulders were strong and he was carrying four or five bags of cement on them.,"Happiness is all about marrying a rich man, right" Ye Xin sneered inwardly.,"No problem, but don't dawdle! You still have a whole truckload of cement to move. If you delay things, the foreman will scold you again," the old man reminded him.。