C475 I Don't Want to Hate You Anymore

Mo Zhan quickly finished the box of porridge and threw the spoon into it. Mo Yu quickly got up, took a tissue from the box on the bedside table and handed it to him.

He took it and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you." He wiped his mouth angrily. Every time he wiped his lips, they would turn white.

Mo Yu looked at his angry actions and asked, puzzled