C569 Metaphor Dream

When Mo Qianyu received the news, she rushed over hurriedly. Qian Sang Sang had already been carried back to his room by Han Mo and placed on his bed. Even though he struggled all the way, trying to get down. Even if he could not see it, he could hear whispers coming from the side.

He could still hear the gossips between them. Qian Sang Sang had not forgotten that this was not the 21st century