He ran a few steps and suddenly rushed back. He reached out to take the lunchbox, packed it, and brought it to her."You ate my lunchbox. Since you don't love me, spit out my food!"
“……..”Zhao Meng was dumbfounded.
She thought that it was just a simple delivery of food, but who knew that it was a love bento? she ate it, did not accept his love, and even wanted to spit it out? 'This ...' He had already digested it, so how could he vomit?
"Spit it out." He reached out and grabbed Zhao Meng.
Upon seeing this, mo Qiu stepped forward and picked him up. Then, he turned around and walked out.
"Little brat." Mo Qiu threw him to the side. After he fell, mo Qiu lowered his head and whispered something into his ear. The boy's eyes widened and he looked at mo Qiu in disbelief.
Mo Qiu stretched out his hand and placed it on his belt.
"Do you believe that I will have you right now?" Mo Qiu said in a deep voice.
