"oh, he's called zhong hanyue, my brother yue." leng rongrong introduced her to mo linyuan.
zhong hanyue also looked at mo linyuan suspiciously. he frowned and wanted to pull leng rongrong back from mo linyuan's arms, but of course, mo linyuan grabbed his wrist.
mo linyuan's eyes were deep and dark as he looked at zhong hanyue with deep displeasure.
"don't touch my wife."
his words were filled with a strong sense of an oath of sovereignty.
this was his wife, he had better not touch her.
if he touched her, he would not let him off easily.
the two men's eyes were burning with flames, and the flames were rising. zhong hanyue laughed softly. " she's your wife? " how come i didn't know about this? how old is that girl rongrong? how can she be married?"
zhong hanyue's eyes were filled with disbelief.
