They galloped all the way and secretly entered a desert. They took a detour, and the dust was flying in the air. The wind and sand were very strong, and their traces were quickly covered.
At night, mo Qiu went to look for mo Yancheng. After he requested to leave, mo Qiu went to a place not far away and sat down. He lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.
"Damn, this position is so cool." He said narcissistically. Looking around and seeing that there was no one around, he quickly picked up his phone and took a selfie.
Unfortunately, before he could take the photo, a hand reached over and grabbed his phone.
"What are you doing?" Upon seeing this, mo Qiu reached out and slapped the hands away.
His wrist was grabbed by someone. That person came forward and lifted his chin.""He's quite handsome. Where did he come from?"
