C461 Self-clearing

Mo Shaobai's eyes were burning hot, and his insistence to get her to express her feelings was very obvious.

He pulled her over and wrapped her in his arms, gently holding her chin. He stared at her without blinking, and continued to ask with his hoarse voice: "Speak, are you reluctant?"

She would always fall in his rare tenderness, and then face the fact that he had a fiancée. So this time