Symptoms of infatuation and nymphomania are the same. Wan'er despised herself a little in her heart, turned around and looked at Qingge's gray profile picture, wondering when Qingge would go online today.
"Wan'er, it's so embarrassing for you to be like this. Don't say you are my sister when you go out." Abao said angrily.
"In a year and four months, I change several batches of idols. Look at me, isn't there just one Mo Qingge? King Baotian took action, and within a week, he turned over his medicine, threw it in front of you, and let you do whatever you want!"
Mo Qingge was sitting in the office, feeling an inexplicable chill. He didn't know that he had become someone's prey and was about to end miserably.
Abao secretly hated him in his heart: Mo Qingge, demo, look at my methods!