C212 The White Night Walk Would Become the Ceiling of the Mystery Genre!!
Sun Xiaoming tidied up the live broadcast room and walked over, "Brother, I've finished packing. Let's go home!"
Qin Mo's cigarette was already out of fuel.
He extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and said coldly, "Help me make a cup of coffee!"
Sun Xiaoming did not understand, "Brother, are you still going to work?"
Qin Mo smiled faintly