Preparing to climb into li junyu's bed

Zhan mo,"hehe."

No matter what Zhan Jia 'er said, Zhan mo would always be calm.

However, hearing those words of contempt for ruan Mengmeng coming out of Zhan Jia 'er's mouth ...

This time, Zhan mo could not treat it normally.

In the past, he was like Zhan Jia 'er, self-respecting and looking down on others.

This was the education he had received since he was young. Everything should be like this, and he didn't care.

However, now that ruan Mengmeng was being treated with such disrespect, a certain part of Zhan Mo's heart was inexplicably conflicted.

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything? Do you think that Jia 'er is doing something wrong?"

Zhan Mo's silence did not cause Zhan Jia 'er to think of anything else.

She knew that her brother would always put her first and hold her in his palm.