C105 Nightmare

"I didn't drink, the smell of it came from the box." Mu Fengyun pouted as if he felt wronged. Without hesitation, he took off his jacket and casually threw it on the desk, "How is it, you can't smell it now, right?"

Mo Ke's gaze was ice-cold as she slowly sized him up. She didn't have the feeling that she was looking at a living person, but rather, a mindless sculpture