C273 Cold War

"Han Mo, listen to me. Do you know?" "I don't think Wenren Chuchu is wrong, but …"

Qian Sang Sang was chattering nonstop like a skylark. Standing at the side, Han Mo's expression became increasingly grim.

However, Qian Sang Sang's mental state was too strong, so he didn't notice it. With a gloomy face, Han Mo left the small pavilion. She also followed him and said