C117 Come with me

Come with me.

When they returned to the hall, Chou Honghong was obviously not in the mood. The several times she had talked with Zhang Haibo, her reaction had been at least three seconds.

"What's wrong with you? "What are you thinking about?" Zhang Haibo was unhappy.

"None of your business!" Chou Honghong snorted.

Normally, when Chou Honghong showed her face, she wouldn't even dare to fart