C137 My Story Do You Want to Hear It

Without a word, Mo Lin folded the Xuan paper on the table and put it away. When Yan Wushu walked to his side, he could no longer see anything.

"I'll go back first. Wushu, remember to tell Xiaoxi a story." With that, Mo Lin left in his wheelchair.

Was this to create an opportunity for Lord? Si Shu was aggrieved. The one who was most adept at telling stories was him