C422 Congratulations

"Hate. . . " Su Momo giggled as she dodged his kiss, but he held her waist. No matter how she dodged, his kiss would land on her face or lips. She could only hear her giggling, but she also understood the meaning behind his teasing.

Outside the door, Mu Feifan stopped and did not walk in.

The hand holding the door handle withdrew again. He slightly curled his lips