C424 stinger

Xie Qingrong swept her cold and detached eyes over Mo Yun's body, before indifferently rejecting: "No."

Mo Yun's words were stuck in his throat, like a fish bone that was choked with pain. His expression darkened unconsciously, "Crown Princess, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."

This time, Xie Qingrong only brought three people with him