C1860 Like a Bottomless Pit That Can't Satisfy Him

Wu Ming quickly took the juice from Han Mo's hand, drank it all in one breath, then breathed heavily, almost choked to death.

Han Mo glared at him again, but his hand patted Wu Ming's back to let him breathe.

Wu Ming felt inexplicably awkward. He cleared his throat and carefully turned his head to look at Han Mo.

Seeing Han Mo's frosty face, he grinned unnaturally