Sixty-one

The look on his face when he called out "Brother" kept replaying in his mind. Mo Yao was startled to realize the burning sensation downstairs had turned into pain. Mo Yao closed his eyes, slowly clen...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."t to himself that he was really smart, he almost forgot that this was a jewelry designer. He knew better than anyone how to figure out Baobei’s temperament and pique her interest.Mo Chen nodded. "Yes,...