C57 It Wasn't Particularly Salty!

Su Xiaomian averted her gaze, not daring to look directly into Moh Feicheng's beast-like eyes.

If she angered Moh Feicheng, she would be the one to suffer.

Su Xiaomian slowly picked up the clothes and began to put them on.

Moh Feicheng turned around and went back to the kitchen. He looked at the hard bread and food on the table and frowned. He went into the kitchen and busied himself