C83 Mantis

When he turned around, Mo Xuan was already hanging on Ji Liang's body, his greasy hands on Ji Liang's shoulders.

"Mo Xuan, get down!"

He pursed his lips and slid down unwillingly, leaving two oily handprints on Ji Liang's shoulder. He thought that Ji Liang would definitely be sick from obsession with cleanliness, but he didn't think that Ji Liang wouldn't care in the slightest