Watching Mo Xinran's change like this, there is an unspeakable taste in her cold heart... He knows that today Moran is not so exclusive to him. Maybe it's related to Gu Junqing...

"Your Highness is flattered to come to me so late..." Late at night under the stars, Gu Junqing, wearing loose short sleeves and a pair of beach trousers, reclined on the reclining chair beside the swimming pool in the hotel garden, with a cocktail beside him. He looked unconscious and spoke in a tone. With an uncomfortable impulse to beat him.

Looking coldly at Gu Junqing, don't say that he is the most proud disciple of gambling god,...