C216 Amoeboid

Mo Zihang raised the corner of his mouth, pinched Xia Xiaowan's face and started the car.

It was unknown when she started to slowly think of herself as the Mo Family Young Mistress.

She finally thought of her as her own wife. The two of them were family, so they couldn't be separated from each other.

Slowly she began to blend into his life.

Mo Zihang's eyes were filled with laughter