C464 A smiling devil

But very quickly, Mo Xiaoran overturned her intuition, Bi Luo was not a naughty kid, he was a demon that never had a bottom line.

Bi Luo's blood unceasingly flowed into Mo Xiaoran's mouth. She tried her best to spit out his finger, but Bi Luo's other two fingers had blocked her teeth, forcing her to swallow his blood.

Mo Xiaoran struggled as her body was tightly adsorbed by the table