Mo Zitan said as she fell into mo Yancheng's arms.
"Brother che, why do you think ze is so bad? Isn't he afraid that I'll be worried? Why didn't you tell me that he was coming back?" Mo Zitan cried in mo Yancheng's arms.
Mo Qiu, who had been standing at the side, touched his nose when he heard her cry.
"Young miss! If you keep crying, your wound will be infected! At that time, you'll have a painted face, and there'll really be no one left for you. " Mo Qiu said.
Mo Yancheng pushed her away and said,"let mo Qiu take a look at your wound first."
"But, brother Yi ..." She was about to continue when she suddenly looked up at mo Yancheng.""Why aren't you guys surprised and unhappy? Why?"
"Could it be that you all knew that he was fine? Am I right? "Mo Zitan only realized it after some time.
Mo Qiu walked up to her and forcefully pulled her down onto the sofa.
"Let's take a look at the wound first. " He said as he cleaned her wound.
