C33 Sichuan cuisine

He also did not know when Fang Yao had combed his hair. His hair was meticulously combed, and the gel on his head had once shone brightly.

"Very good." Ye Lan couldn't help but praise.

"Of course, don't you know who the clothes are on?"

"I mean nice clothes."

"…"

When Fang Yao and Ye Lan came out of the office, they saw many people using their ears to look inside