C665 Chapter 665

Yang Cong cradled a huge bouquet of green roses in his arms. He stood downstairs, tilting his head up toward Moh Yao’s window. He knew Moh Yao was back—maybe even watching him right now.

Xiuyi poked Yang Cong in the arm, frowning. “No idea if he tastes any good.”

Inside Moh Yao’s space, the Nether Blossom was thriving like never before. And since Xiuyi had been training his Spiritual Energy