C445 Cold dew silent dampened cinnamon flower(2)

"Did you see anything?" Wei Min crouched down and grabbed Mo Fei's chin.

"No, where did he go?" Mo Fei's heart skipped a beat as he tried to find Zhang Xiaotian. Where was he?

Did Wei Min dig a hole and bury him?

"Really? You've worked with Zhang Xiaotian for so long, haven't you?" Wei Min kept rubbing her butt. That slightly hurting chrysanthemum was still frowning