Seeing Meng Yuan's unprincipled display of jealousy, Zhao Ling glared at him angrily, then put on her jacket, put on a mask and gloves, turned her back to Meng Yuan, and glanced at him. "A-Yuan, help me tie the belt."
It was really inconvenient to wear gloves to tie the belt behind the waist, but if she found Lu Ziqing and Qin Niansheng to be the tie, she knew that this guy would turn his face on the spot.
Meng Yuan raised his hand with a serious expression and helped Zhao Ling tie a knot behind his waist with a very clumsy gesture, but the expression on his face softened a lot.
Qin Niansheng was shocked when he saw Zhao Ling's fully armed appearance. He widened his eyes, pointed at her, and stammered, "You...you...you are Mr. Mo Xinmo?"
He couldn't get it wrong, such eyes, such aura, must be Mo Xin, whose autopsy skills were super invincible.
