C196 It Doesn't Seem to be Your Style.

Soong Qingyun's office.

Moh Yanjue pushed the door open and entered. Soong Qingyun looked up and was stunned. "The ointment doesn't matter?"

Does this mean that you are so free? Why did you come here several times a day?

Moh Yanjue sat on the sofa without saying a word, and then Yang Yilin, who looked like a thief, pushed the door open and walked in