C657 Chapter 657

Uh...

That weak, raspy voice was the kind that made you want to tackle him onto the bed, but what he said still made Moh Yao break into a sweat.

With a pout, Moh Yao grabbed Jun Beilou’s hand and giggled. “Do I look like the type who’d ditch you and run off with someone else?”

Jun Beilou gave a faint smile, ruffled Moh Yao’s hair, and messed it up completely. “You run, I’ll break your legs