C81 Edge of Crash

Blame it on God, it's so unfair.

With Mu Shaoli holding their hands, the two walked over to the seat he had just sat in. The light brown Coke was passed to her. "Xiaoxiao, drink. We'll have a dance later. Tonight's Head of the Water Hall is treating. We have to enjoy ourselves to the fullest."

When the cup fell into Mo Xiaozhu's hands, she suddenly felt that this cup was too hot