Mo Liancheng also retracted the white silk and led Qu Tan'er away.
Huo Jianchen lagged behind.
The three departed swiftly.
On the way, Huo Jianchen walked silently with an odd look on his face as if he had mentally prepared himself for the other two to question and reprimand him.
Yet, after a long while, nobody paid attention to him.
Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er kept to themselves, utterly ignoring him.
"Chengcheng, how about we switch and you sit for a while?"
"The same question, I don't wish to answer it again,"
"I'm just afraid that you're getting tired."
"The sentiment… I accept it."
"Hmm, I just wanted you to accept my sentiment anyway."
"?!..." The last sentence revealed the truth.
Crows, have you flown over yet?
Mo Liancheng, this peerlessly beautiful man, also made for the first time an extremely indecorous gesture, rolling his eyes at her.
"Hehe!..." She laughed heartily.
Time gradually passed.
Led by Huo Jianchen, they kept on traveling.
