When Mojun returned home at night, Chen Yue came up.

"What about Azel?"

"Little Master is asleep."

Mojun nodded at night, "Make me a cup of coffee."

Drink coffee at this time, young man... Chen Yue dared not ask more questions and immediately went into the kitchen.

Mojun took off his coat at night, threw it into the sofa, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the text message, and looked at it again and again.

Suddenly, there seemed to be something crossed in his mind. He quickly opened the key and turned it over. The look on his face became colder. In the

settings, the function of SMS...