C354 The Death of Duan Yiqing's Mother

Mo Fei had no choice but to sit on the sofa. This Mu Qixi, wasn't she being cheated?

Mo Fei felt a little awkward. She looked at Yan Mo on the sofa but kept staring at her. Yan Mo directly covered his face with his clothes.

What did this man look at her as if he had nothing to do? Even if he was looking at her, he didn't need to do this. She was a man. If Jiang Lu found out