C125 Telephone Threat

Leh Zifei took the clothes and pajamas from the master bedroom and went to sleep with him in Haoyu's room.

The two of them laid on the bed after showering. Haoyu looked at Leh Zifei from the side, his gaze focused on Leh Zifei. "Mommy, do you like Scoundrel Mo?"

"What?" Astonishment flashed across Leh Zifei's face. Haoyu reached out his innocent hands and touched the little red spot on her neck