C41 Aren't You Jealous?

At this point, Phlogistic Feijue shook his head and sighed with emotion, "Uncle Li's methods are just like yours. As expected of a father and son."

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Yu Mo, who was beside him. Seeing her looking straight at the newspaper in his hand, the paleness between his brows made his heart tremble a little. He pursed his lips, pushed her down on the sofa