C765 Darkhell Sick Young Master

"Don't look!" It was too late for Mo Zhu to stop him.

Jiang Yong lowered his head and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. As a man, how could he not understand this? He chuckled, "My little bamboo has grown up. It's just that it's growing up a little too slowly."

Mo Zhu was thoroughly ashamed. He was angry that he had lost face in front of the young master, and was at a loss of what to do