leng rongrong was forced to take a step back, then she sat down on the sofa. her beautiful eyes blinked as she looked at mo linyuan. " what dance? "
fourth master mo's lips curved into a cold smile. with one hand on the back of the sofa, he wrapped leng rongrong in his arms and brought her very close to him.
leng rongrong could smell the fresh shower gel on mo linyuan's body, mixed with some blood.
meeting mo linyuan's dark and deep eyes, leng rongrong's heart could not help but stop for a moment.
his brain was spinning rapidly.
how did mo linyuan know that she was dancing with qi nongwu?
how was she going to explain that she was dancing with someone?
qi nongwu was so ugly. mo linyuan knew that she was a person who judged people by their looks. he wouldn't mind, would he?
however, he was so angry at the moment ...
