Seeing Meng Yuan's unprincipled display of jealousy, Yang Yiting 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. If she asked Lu Ziqing or Qin Nian Sheng to help her out, she knew that this guy's face would turn gloom and doom on the spot.
Meng Yuan raised his hand with a serious expression and helped Yang Yiting tie a knot behind her waist with a very clumsy gesture, and the expression on his face softened a lot.
Qin Nian Sheng was shocked when he saw Yang Yiting's fully armed appearance. He widened his eyes, pointed at her, and stammered, "You...you...you are Mo Xin?"
He couldn't get it wrong, such eyes, such aura, must be Mo Xin, whose autopsy skills were super invincible.
