C272 Obsidian

Mo Ziqing hugged Xiao Cheng's waist, with his ear tightly pressed against Xiao Cheng's stomach and a serious look.

"Cough cough cough, what are all of you doing?" Soong Qiwen stood at the door, feeling very awkward. He didn't know where to look with his eyes.

"Push Mo Ziqing away." Alright