C222 Each with His Own Thoughts

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling guilty?" An'an's almond-shaped eyes widened.

Mo Jingnian smiled even more. "In my heart, I can only pretend to be a woman called An An. Other women definitely won't make me stop."

Most women liked to talk sweet talk. An'an, who had seen all kinds of love, couldn't escape her sweet talk.

"Mo Jingnian