C342 Chapter 342

Feng Mingmo and Tang Yao had been taking a break under the awning of a tea stall at the intersection on Yuan Stone Street. Tang Yao, banking on his baby-faced looks, shamelessly sprawled across Feng Mingmo’s lap and groaned, “I’m dead. Oh man, I swear my bones are broken. I probably shed a handful of hair. Suddenly I’m thinking this might not have been worth it.”

Feng Mingmo said, “Yeah