C179 When will You be Back

Mo Qianjue suddenly closed his eyes and rubbed the tip of his nose against my shoulder. His voice was also choked in his throat as he mumbled, "I never thought that you would actually be this kind of person. "It doesn't look like your pitiful appearance at all."

"I should be the one saying that. Your roguish appearance doesn't seem like you're the most majestic Ghost Messenger." I blurted out