C855 I'll give you twenty minutes

Frowning, he was just about to cut off the phone when he remembered that he had already taken out his hair. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the phone to answer it.

"Hello."

An Yimo replied indifferently and picked up the phone.

"Yi Mo, you ? Is it convenient to speak now? " On the other side of the phone, Long Ziyu's voice sounded faint, as if he was a little disappointed