C34 You're Not a Man

"The sofa is too small, so I'm lying in bed. "

Mo Lengqing ended the topic and started to put on his clothes.

Luo Luo only cared about mocking him yesterday and did not carefully look at his figure. Even though she had seen his body countless times when she was alive.

But this time, under the morning sun, Mo Lengqing's upper body's wheat colored skin had a honey-colored luster