C86 Door-to-door Rescuer

Beiming Mo was still as indifferent as before. He swept a glance at Su Yingwan's crying face, but his heart remained as calm as ever.

Sitting down beside her, he relaxed and leaned back against the bench, a tired gleam in his ravine eyes against the night sky.

The magnetic, cold voice rose.

"Yingwan, go back." Master is very worried about you