C1682 Poor I Don't Want to Live Anymore

Wang Ye subconsciously wanted to nod his head.

But suddenly, he remembered where he had heard this voice before. His fat white face couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"I'm asking you, are you having a good time these past few days?"

Behind him, Mo Nan had a small snake wrapped around his arm. He put his arm flat on his chest and kept rubbing the snake's head with his other hand