C156 Paranormal Lord Ghost

Lan Shumo was like a cat. Every movement of his made Mo Chenxuan feel like scratching his heart and lungs.

"En. . . " Lan Shumo lit a fire on Mo Chenxuan's body. He did not know it. But this time he really did not blame Lan Shumo. He had really fallen asleep.

Lan Shumo slept on Mo Chenxuan's arm until the evening.

"Oh. .