C572 I Won't be Able to Control It

The one who spoke was the young man who stir-fried vegetables, and among the four of them, he was obviously the leader.

He was cutting vegetables. The three girls raised their heads and looked at Yun Fan and the others with disdain. Then, as if they didn't see anything, they continued to work.

Ling Batian wanted to say something, but Yun Fan shook his head