C922 Poor Mu Yang

"Nothing, just sit in the back!" Dai Ranran shouted fiercely.

Lee Jiaheng was not willing to do so. "Why should I? Why should I sit at the back? I want to sit with Han Ruo."

Mo Zicong narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly gloomy.

Dai Ranran quickly saved the situation, "Why are you and Ruo sitting together? Don't infect Ruo with that retarded illness of yours