C887 Breach of Promise

Mo Xiaojun looked at the tightly shut door. Where are you, Yihan? He lifted his leg like it weighed a thousand pounds. Leave? Mo Xiaojun didn't want to leave? Yihan was not around, and his logic told him that he was going to look for her.

Looking at the reluctant old land, Mo Xiaojun pulled Hai Qingqing's hand and walked out