C631 The Zombie King's Little Pussy 89

After Lee Zimei said that, he took out a white handkerchief from his pocket regardless of the disgust on Lin Jinan's face.

The handkerchief was covered with childish graffiti. It was obvious that it had been drawn by a child. A few words were written crookedly on it.

Lin Jinan couldn't read the words clearly, but his body's intuition told him that Lee Zimei was in the wrong state