C106 This Was the Result of Courting One's Own Death

Xu Moling's shiny black hair entered Ye Shicheng's eyes. A nice smell wafted into his nose. Ye Shicheng couldn't help but put his hand on Xu Moling's head and caress it.

The moment Xu Moling raised her head, the doting look in her man's eyes …

A flash.

Xu Moling didn't care about the hand Ye Shicheng touched her head. She got up and pushed him to continue strolling aimlessly