C152 The Price of Greed

Who knew how much self-control it took for Wu Tie to casually throw his clothes into the washing machine and not smell the strong cologne on Yan Mohen's body.

There was so much to eat in the kitchen.

"Su Momo, you have to work harder." Su Momo went upstairs and Yan Mohen was still asleep. "Mohen, it's time to eat."

Yan Mohen didn't respond, his face turned even paler