C763 Darkhell Sick Young Master 04

"I... I better get up. " This time, Mo Zhu purposely avoided the young master's gaze, grabbed the young master's wrist with both hands, and forced himself up.

He slightly tidied his jacket and moved to the side. He could already feel the heat on his face.

Jiang Yong looked at his flushed face and smiled. He had achieved his goal. Ye Zichen was rather thin-skinned