C494 A Heavy Punch

The rain gradually died down, and the midnight rain washed away most of the heat, Xia Zhinan, who was tired of pregnancy, was already sleepy. However, Mo Xing was also sitting in a corner of the sofa, looking indifferently at clothing magazines. Xia Zhinan did not have the slightest intention of getting up and leaving. She sighed. She closed the magazine in her hand