C11 The Meeting of Old Friends

After Wang Mouying hung up the phone, Bi Yawei pouted and said angrily, "How is it? Now, does anyone believe you? "

"Amazing, it's just a phone call, is there a need to be so excited?"

"Ming Dao, what are you talking about?" "See if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

Bi Yawei ran over and jumped into Ming Dao's arms. Her fist kept hitting his body, but to Ming Dao, it was like scratching an itch