C1217 Mu Yufeng Damn You

"Pfft... I don't want it. This kind of girl is not cute!" Mu Yufeng kept waving his hand and the image of Ming Feifei, who did not have a good image, appeared in his mind.

He still had a problem that had not been solved. How could he pick up girls so quickly?

Just as Mu Yufeng was thinking about Ming Feifei, his phone rang too. It was just a text message.

It was an unknown number