C238 The Son of Prince Rong!

Mo Beichen's face was cold, but his eyes were slightly melted. He lowered his head to look at the little girl in his arms, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He retracted his arm slightly and tightened his grip on her.

"Are you afraid that I will run away with Mr. Wei?"

"How dare you! I will break your legs."

Su Yueru's heart skipped a beat, and her calf also skipped a beat