Mo Xue took out her phone, wanting to record the wounds on Gu Lian's body that were abused by Mo Yu. She had already thought of how Gu Lian would take revenge on Mo Yu when he woke up and saw this evidence. She could not help but laugh.
However, the man's exposed skin did not have any wounds. It seemed that this Mo Yu had some brains and did not make the wounds too obvious.
Mo Xue pursed her lips and gave up on recording.
After all, there was still a long way to go. She could always find some clues.
While Gu Lian was rushing back, Mo Yu could only lie on the bed and wait to be slaughtered.
Mo Yu felt that the hand that kept stroking stopped and she heaved a sigh of relief.
This was too terrifying! Did the enemy have to humiliate the body before taking action?
Before Mo Xue could completely exhale, she felt another person close to her ear in the next second. Their breaths intertwined, and Mo Yu could not help but hold her breath again.
