C636 Your Majesty Took out the Coffin 31

Jing Sheng's fingertips trembled. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to rub Moqi Ciyu's hair. He was completely indulgent, as if the one being suppressed was not him.

However, even after a minute, Moqi Ciyu didn't take the next step. His sharp canine teeth grinded against his Adam's apple as he whimpered like a little dog. He seemed to be acting coquettishly but also grumbling