"Song July, I should lock you up! You shouldn't be let out!" Without waiting for her answer, Mo Zhengyan cut his teeth again. This moment is quiet, Song July in his arms is quiet and motionless, everything is safe, Mo Zhengyan's voice is still ringing in his ears.

He is still such a dictatorship, such tyranny, first from all kinds of unreasonable to recall at this moment also feel angry, but why, Song July's heart is a warm flow, she can not help but frown, at this moment, what seems to be wrong, but only silence.

"Duck!" The door behind Mo Zhengyan was knocked again.

"Well, two of them, I...