C121 Drink

"What are you talking about?" Mu Xiaoyong slammed the table and became furious. He frowned and his face was full of anger.

He didn't care about Mu Qiye. Was this how Mu Qiye behaved? What was he doing? Did a thirty-year-old man not have a brain? What did it sound like to like a man?

Mu Qiye raised his eyes slightly and met Mu Xiaoyong's angry face