Mu Xiaoqi wiped his mouth and laughed at himself: "I really don't know. He's all for my good."

She looked at Wu Ma with a smile, but her eyes were endless desolation.

Mama Wu sighed softly again, and her eyes turned around the casually bare waist of Mu Xiaoqi, where there was a gorgeous flower on the other side.

After touching the other shore flower, she suddenly took it back and took the empty bowl handed by Mu Xiaoqi: "Miss Mu, many things... You'll know later."

Put the table in bed neatly away. She walked to the door with an empty bowl and turned around. "You have a good rest....