C1094 No Matter What He Would Die in This Game

Gong Lingye's pupils shrank. In just two or three steps, he had already reached Xiyan Cheng's side and snatched Gong Moyi from his arms.

"Xiyan Cheng, what did you do to Moyi?" Gong Lingye's eyes were cold.

Xiyan Cheng felt his temples throbbing. He quickly explained, "Uncle Gong, it's not what you see..."

He quickly took out his phone and sent a text message