Chu Mo has a lot of thoughts in his heart, but what Lu Xiaoxiao said on his mouth is not simple anymore. He kissed Lu Xiaoxiao's head, and had some words to say.

Lu Xiaoxiao first said, "When will we leave?"

"The plane at two o'clock in the afternoon." Chu Mo answered, pressing Xiaoxiao's shoulders as he landed, "So before I go, I must come and see you."

"So fast?" Lu Xiaoxiao asked, unconsciously grasping the clothes on the black chest, "Is it serious? Or is it dangerous?

She knows that ink painting is very powerful, but that's the United States. People are not familiar with the place, if something...