C277 Apoplexy

Therefore, Mo Xiaojun still pulled out two strands of hair and put it on Ye Zimo's desk. Ye Zimo didn't move, and planned to wait for Mo Xiaojun to leave. Lin Dahui would take his and Mo Xiaojun's hair away and go to another place to do it again.

Xia Yihan, for your sake, this is my last effort.

If he doesn't turn out to be my brother, you're not allowed to talk nonsense like that