Mo ran stared at Chu zhaoyue. Suddenly, the complicated eyes became extremely unjust. What flashed in the golden light was more sincere than Dou E's injustice.

"boss Yue, how can you say that? Am I such a person? "

Chu zhaoyue's eyes didn't turn a little. He directly ignored Muran's pitiful and heartwarming grievances. He said, "you are."

Mo ran looks at Chu zhaoyue steadily. The grievances and resentments in her eyes disappear instantly. The beautiful lip line is slightly hooked. Mo ran laughs very vaguely.

this kind of fuzziness, which seems to be really thick fog, makes Chu zhaoyue in front of him suddenly a little uncertain. Is this...