C45 White Lotus

Lowering his head to look, he realized that there were a lot of waste paper on the table, and a broken pen, Mu Yunche, coughed twice in disguise. Then, he swept the paper and pen on the table into the trash can.

"I just signed a contract. I'm just a bit annoyed." Mu Yunche touched his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the window at the side. He didn't dare to look Ann Rann in the eye