C445

Nan Yin stared closely at Su Qingyue's movements, afraid that he would miss out on a small detail.

Jun Mo Li looked at Su Qingyue lovingly.

"Stop playing around."

The voice was deep and magnetic, and if one listened carefully, it sounded like there was a little bit of helplessness in it.

"Who said I would play again?"

Su Qingyue answered unwillingly