"Captain, this-this, cough, cough, is she the one dressed as a demoness at the masquerade?!" Lin Feng grew increasingly excited, circling around them. "The side profile looks like her."
Qin Mo sept a sharp gaze over as a sign of warning, but he didn't deny the claims.
Thus, Lin Feng was much more certain. "Captain, did you confirm the relationship with a kiss?"
"Why? Can't I?" Qin Mo leisurely arched a brow.
Lin Feng widened his mouth, was that even possible?
"Are you guys leaving?" The moment Qin Mo spoke, Wu Zhen narrowed her eyes.
Who gave her the rights?
Who gave this woman the rights to be treated in such a way by Brother Mo?
Who exactly is she?
Her inability morphed into anger.
That was how Wu Zhen felt at this moment, but that wasn't something everyone would experience.
She wasn't as dense as before, she knew when to advance and retreat.
