"brother ~, brother?"

there was a call in his ear. Mo ran turned from his meditation and slightly turned his head. The former saw a simple and handsome face, as well as the rough eyebrows that were not matched with the face.

"what's up? Big brother? "

Huang Lang gave Mo ran a speechless look, pointed to Mo Ran's hand and asked, "brother, what do you want? How many times have I called you before you heard me? what is it? I see you holding it all the way and watching it. Is that the token of affection given to you by some beautiful woman? "

Huang Lang's words attracted...