"F * ck. Hey, don't be like this. " Mo Qiu was so frightened that he stepped back and fell on the chair.
The little thing's mouth moved forward and kissed mo Qiu. Mo Qiu struggled, but the little thing refused to let go! Mo Qiu's face was covered in saliva.
Mo Wen had just returned from outside. When he saw this scene, his mouth was wide open.
"What kind of show is this? Mo Qiu really knows how to enjoy himself. " Mo Wen added insult to injury.
Mo Qiu hugged it tightly and threw it out.
The little thing spun around in the air, grabbed the door frame with its claws, and slowly slid down.
"Bah! You're the one enjoying it, mo Wen! I have a problem with you now. " Mo Qiu was especially angry.
Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he did not mind.
Mo Qiu ran to the bathroom and washed his face.
"Hehe." Mo Qingcheng, who was sitting in mo Yancheng's arms, was dumbfounded. Her mouth was wide open and drool was dripping from the corner of her mouth.
