C139 What a Joke

"Sister?"

Just as I was speaking with Wenzhou, a soft and weak voice sounded out from behind me. It was 30% weak and 70% charming. Hearing that, a desire to protect arose in my heart.

Wen Chuyang and I turned around at the same time and saw Mo Xinlan standing behind him. She was a little timid and uneasy.

At this moment, Mo Xinlan's small face was looking at me with a wronged expression