C78 law of survival

The two people's embrace slowly separated. Wu Hao's face carried a faint smile as he locked eyes with Zhuang Mengyu. Their gazes were flawless, and the moment Zhuang Mengyu met her gaze, his face immediately flushed red like a red apple in winter.

With a hint of cuteness.

Wu Hao smiled and glanced at her a few times, but quickly retracted his gaze, and turned back