White Moon rushed to Yecheng without scruple. Her unspeakable worries were all written on her face. She took the initiative to grab his neck, looked up, and stared at Yecheng with big, watery eyes, as if to rub him all into her heart.

Ye Cheng, clasping her wrist, just wanted to take the opportunity to ask Bai Yue's red lips, but she was frightened by her cold words. "Next time I dare, I'll cut off your tongue and drink."

"why?" Ye Cheng's good mood was immediately hit, and he cried out dissatisfied.

A burst of boos rang, others laughed, Ye Cheng glared angrily, then said, "I did not force you,...