The fashion of primitive people
Mo Wen and Mo Qiu were drinking, while Wang Jinhao had just come to see mo Yancheng. Wang Xiong had something for him to pass to mo Yancheng personally, so neither of them had slept.
"Let's go take a look. " They said.
The group of people and the bodyguards quickly walked towards the entrance of the mo garden.
In the distance, under the dim light, a tall figure could be seen walking over. This person was naked and his lower body was wrapped in banana leaves.
"Barbarian?"
"The temptation of not wearing any clothes?"
They blurted out and stopped in their tracks.
If there was any danger, the bodyguards outside the door would have blocked the person and not let him in. Moreover, the figure and the way he walked were quite familiar.
"A-Cheng?" Wang Jinhao stood there. The car keys in his hand fell to the ground.