C56 Mo Shaoyan's Background

Xia Anran widened her eyes and looked at Moh Shaoyan, making his ears turn redder and redder. There was only a cold expression on his face as he slightly turned his head. He clenched his hand into a fist and pressed it against his lips. He coughed softly. He coldly said, "I'll go downstairs first."

"Ah..." Xia Anran had not yet recovered from the shock of Moh Shaoyan being able to cook