C143 Yazhi

Wen Yue followed her hair and suddenly reached out a hand to rub her stomach. Qing Wu's body stiffened. The next moment, a claw slapped on the back of Wen Yue's hand. A few red scratches instantly appeared on the back of Wen Yue's hand.

His footsteps paused. He pursed his lips and looked down at Qing Wu, who was in his arms.

Qing Wu also came back to her senses