Wen Wan looked at the man in astonishment.
Seeing the woman staring dumbly at himself, Mo Siluo handed over his phone, "Or, help me open that webpage."
"You..." Wen Wan wasn't sure what the male god was up to; could he possibly want to see Xiaoxiao's modeling photos? But Xiaoxiao's pictures were either in pajamas or lingerie, if the male god saw them, would he directly have her killed?
"Actually, there's nothing much to see," Wen Wan muttered under her breath, "It's all stuff for women..."
Zhou Tiantian, a professional at sabotaging teammates, said, "There are men's things too."
Wen Wan facepalmed...
Zhou Tiantian extended her long arm and directly took the man's phone, "I'll open it for you."
It was too late for Wen Wan to stop her. Zhou Tiantian, are you courting death? Don't even think about going crazy at the club anymore!
Wen Wan took a deep breath, and then exhaled, mentally preparing herself.
"You seem very nervous?" Mo Siluo observed and asked.
