C506 You Treat Me Badly and You Don't Treat Your Friend Well

Mosquito?

Rong Shiyao raised his head and looked at the spot where Mi Su had covered her palm with her palm.

Although her hair was loose, as she moved, the marks around her neck would occasionally be exposed.

Is he a mosquito?

Xia Anan recalled the traces she saw just now. She clearly saw a patch of green and purple and it did not look like a mosquito bite at all. "Is it really a mosquito?"