C519 Who gave you that drug

Mo Weinong lay on top of him, her fingers swept past his haggard face, leaned over and kissed him, then said, "But, no matter how ugly it is, I like it."

"Dense ?"

"How did you get through the past two days?" Did they not sleep well, eat and drink? My eyes are red and my voice is hoarse. It's even worse than me. "

"Not bad." The voice was still hoarse.

Mo Weinong reached out to pinch his face