C868 Compromise Each with His Own Thoughts

After getting up, Mo Yan said: "Then I'll go out and prepare!"

Suddenly regaining his senses, Feng Yimo pressed the answer button. As expected, it was the same ghost-like voice, a combination of hard and soft.

This time, Feng Yimo's voice became even calmer. "How do I know which of your sentences is false? Let's meet! The old place! "

If he wasn't sure that she had the antidote