lt;lt;lt;The Stronge

"Ye Mo, Ye Mo, are you alright Get up quickly, class is about to start soon. This lesson is with Wu Bing, hurry up!" 。A somewhat hurried voice rang in Ye Mo's ear, and Ye Mo felt a very strange feeling 。"This idiot, probably won't even be able to face people anymore, covering his face like this." 。Another voice sounded in his ear, but this time Ye Mo woke up. 。,Father Ye Wentian had passed away two years ago. He had no memory of his mother.,Xiao Guo really was small, but Ye Mo didn't lose his composure because of that. Instead, he let out a long sigh.。