C227 Mo Xiaoxia Warmth

Mo Shaoqing's eyes tightened. He held Xia Wennuan's hand, threw her into the room, and quickly walked out.

Seeing Mo Shaoqing leave, Xia Wennuan smiled and sped up a few steps to sit on the bed in the room.

"Mr. Mo, I seem to be starting to hate you."

Xia Wennuan said faintly. She clenched her small hands and caressed her lower abdomen. After a pause, she quickly left her lower abdomen