West Villa, a private villa, is only two stories high, there is no servant in the villa, empty, but very clean, it can be seen that there are regular servants to clean. In the cold living room, everything was cold. Moubayao was sitting quietly on the sofa in the hall, the TV was on. I don't know which science exploration program he was watching. In short, he didn't really watch it.

Someone arrives and opens the door directly with a key.

Moss was slender, with black hair and soft and smooth. His five senses were not too brilliant when viewed separately, but when gathered together, they were unspeakably comfortable.

Mao...