C352 Beiyao Kurofune

Ning Jing put his hand on the cigarette outside the window and picked up the phone with his right hand. "Hello."

"Brother, what you did tonight is different from your usual style." Ning Yan's teasing voice came over with a faint smile.

Ning Jing took a deep breath. He was a little impatient. "If you have something to say, say it."

Ning Yan smiled. He was not angry with his unpleasant tone