C216 Hemp

Seeing Mo Jiahua still sitting behind his desk and working seriously, without even raising his eyelids, Ling Feitong's hands started to itch.

When Mo Jiahua was working, he slightly lowered his head and relaxed his eyebrows. Under his straight and long eyebrows were thick eyelashes, and below them was a straight nose and a pair of alluring red lips.

Ling Feitong felt that in his entire life