C84 Don't Get in the Way

Back in his seat, Zhao Mingzhe turned on the eight-trigram mode and kept asking, " Did you guys fight last night? Tell me!"

"Work hard, or I'll shut your mouth!" I held the milk and threatened him.

Fortunately, there wasn't anything important this morning, or else I would have been very embarrassed.

At four o'clock, Gu Liancheng walked into the office unhurriedly