gently, this old slave's frame really can't withstand General Yunliu throwing me like this..."The eunuch's voice gradually faded away, and only then did Mo Yunjing's sullen face slowly ease.At this mo..."Huh What do you mean by that, Ajing"

Upon hearing Mo Yunjing's words, An Xuetang was as if struck dumb. She widened her eyes and stared at him blankly. Although she might have caught his meaning, she dared not confirm it.

Looking at her adorable expression, Mo Yunjing chuckled softly, "Let's go home."If he had really come to this ghost place, having been trapped here for so long, what had happened to himAs soon as she thought of this, An Xuetang's heart began to race. If Ajing really had something...