Sixty-one

orry, I wasn't in a good mood last night." Yè Fēimò said, remembering what Hàn Bì had said, he paused, "Mommy, what happened""Dinner together tonight.""Good!" Yè Fēimò said, "Where's father""He and yo...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."'m used to it." If Mo Xiaobai's enthusiasm was toned down a bit, he would be more comfortable. He truly felt that the kid was like a fireball trying to burn him.Eleven laughed and said, “You’ll get us...