Super Uncle

Xiao Quan's brows furrowed. Clearly, being thrown next to horse manure was a stark contrast to the splendor of the red lanterns and candles, yet here it was.,Xiao Ding's status in the Qin family was about the same as a dog.,At that moment, a tall and burly man stood outside the door, refusing to step inside even half a step, but his voice was deep and powerful.。