C635 Your Majesty Took out the Coffin 30

17 sat quietly on the small sofa closest to the window, while Moqi Ciyu, who had the same face as him, hugged Jing Sheng's neck. He looked at the white-haired old man sitting opposite them vigilantly as if he was a rival in love.

Although Jing Sheng was helpless, he didn't ask Moqi Ciyu to withdraw his hand. He just said