C471 Slowly Comb

Seeing this, Mo Yunfei slowly raised his head and quickly walked to the back of the table. He sat down on Nangong Jue's lap with his eyes half closed and looking at Nangong Jue with a pitiful expression.

At the same time, his hands tightly grabbed onto Nangong Jue's chest, like a cat that was just acting coquettishly and begging for comfort.

Seeing Mo Yunfei's reaction