Sixty-one

, having no idea what they had called Wen Nu for. Was it just a chat"Well, since Fei Mo said you are his fiancée, then you might as well act like one." Cheng Anya smiled warmly, leaving Chen Yi dazed....Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go." on her...A warm hand followed the curve of his body and landed on the place where his legs met. It grasped someone’s little brother, furrowed its brow, and suddenly yanked with force. Ye Fei Mo cried...