C793 Darkhell a Young Master Suffering from Severe Illness

"Be careful." Jiang Yong, who was carrying the porridge over, scooped it for him.

"Young Master, I'll do it myself."

Mo Zhu extended his hand, but Jiang Yong withdrew his bowl. Relying on his height advantage and his current healthy advantage, he suppressed Mo Zhu.

The young master said