C580 Do you ever think of me

After a while, Han Tian stood up, walked to the front of the clothes rack, changed into a set of flat short-sleeved shirt, wore a tie, shaved his beard clean, patted his bald head, and looked left and right in the mirror. No matter how he looked, he looked like Zang Tianshuo.

"Friend, friend. Have you thought of me before …?" Han Tian proudly sprayed some perfume on his body