When Chu Mo's exceptionally domineering voice came to mind, Xiao Yilun's face immediately darkened.
Chu Mo glanced at Xiao Yilun and scoffed with disdain.
Since when did my woman become your woman?
Seriously, what a joke!
And to yell it out loud, what do you think you are!
Chu Mo was pissed off.
Not far away, Xiao Yilun's face became incomparably cold and stern!
Because Chu Mo's voice was directed at him, and moreover, the voice was so playful and arrogant.
Much more arrogant than himself!
Xiao Yilun felt an infinite murderous intent in his heart, because in his mind, Yan Shuangshuang was his.
In fact, there were three or four young men who came with Xiao Yilun.
They all seemed to be Xiao Yilun's good friends.
"Kid, are you going to leave on your own or shall I make you?"
"Yan Shuangshuang is not for someone trash like you to touch! You're just an ant, thinking about getting Yan Shuangshuang, how laughable!"
