Chapter 82: Master Wen's Rules"Wen Troy, your skin is itchy!"
Michael Wilson scolded in a low voice.
The powerful aura of a superior made Michael Wilson feel a sense of oppression that could not be ignored just by sitting there and not making a sound, let alone when he spoke.
Michael Wilson's voice rang out.
Troy was not tired of Adele Young anymore. Adele Young couldn't pretend that he didn't exist. They both looked at Michael Wilson with an innocent expression.
The noise in his ear finally disappeared. Michael Wilson looked serious, stared at Adele Young and Troy respectively, and snorted, "You didn't sit down! You have no rules!"
Adele Young： "..."
Troy： "..."
"Come down and sit down!"
Michael Wilson's dignified eyes were like a baton mercilessly hitting on Troy's little body.
