C313 Fear of Death

She tried her best to persuade them for a while before Mo Weiye and Yang Feiyun finally stopped. The two of them panted heavily, both had colors hanging off their faces and bodies. They stared at each other like bull-fighting, neither of them willing to lower their heads first.

Mo Jiani tidied up Yang Feiyun's messy hair and helped Mo Weiye back into place. She sighed and said, "Dad, Mom