C892 Mo Fusheng
However, Mo Xiang felt someone grab her shoulder and press down on her with a warm hand. She couldn't help but stiffen.
As soon as Mo Fusheng saw the two of them, the coldness on his face intensified, "Are you courting death?"
"I don't know if I'm courting death, but I know that you won't be able to go back today!" Qin Yuan gently pushed Mo Xiang away