C820 Nervous moxibustion 1

Thinking about Mo Wenchen's worry for him, Mu Tianling felt it was funny. Or go to jail?

"Hahaha ?" Feng Qilin held his stomach and laughed. This was really too much fun, this Mo Wenchen.

"Xiao-Xiao, what's so funny? "Only I can laugh, you can't laugh!" Mu Tianling angrily glared at Feng Qilin with his hands on his hips, and ordered sternly