C380 380 Convention of the Evening

"Err …"

Both of them stopped talking at the same time.

"Hehe, that's not important …" Gu Siting laughed dryly twice and casually stuffed something into his mouth. Then he turned his head to the side and said half-heartedly, "I'll just check."

Qiao Mu narrowed her eyes.

"Really?" She stuck her head out and deliberately asked, her face full of disbelief.

Gu Siting twisted his neck