C695 Chapter 695

By the time they finished eating, it was already late. Moh Yao was satisfied, but Jun Beilou sat off to the side, looking grim.

“Yao, for that punk Mo Jiuling, you’d really ditch me?” He slid off the couch and draped himself over her bonelessly, one big hand hooking around her neck.

Moh Yao leaned into his arms and pointed toward the doorway