C81 I Have Taken a Fancy to a Man

A man in a little rented house, a little lonely born.

Mo Haoyu lay on the bed and listened to the pattering of rain outside, making it hard for him to sleep. His heart was empty and uncomfortable.

In the narrow space, he was the only one. He lacked the breathing and lively voice of another person. Mo Haoyu was not used to it.

In fact, Bai Yingying's words were right