Moo Huantong was still in shock, suddenly feeling a chill on her body. She raised her hand to slap him, "Let go!"
Mo Beiyan grabbed her wrist, his thin lips brushing against her flushed cheek, "You're the one who held onto me, and now that it's okay, you're telling me to let go? You really are ungrateful."
"If it weren't for you, would I have almost died in the ditch?" Moo Huantong's chest heaved violently, revealing a few streaks of blush on her delicate curves. Mo Beiyan's eyes deepened, reaching out to touch her, "This ditch is quite seductive as well. Tell me, how many men have you captivated?"
"You pervert!" Moo Huantong struggled forcefully, her entire face turning red, "Have you had enough fun yet? I know where you live, if you lay your hands on me again, I'll tell your wife tomorrow!"
Mo Beiyan paused his actions, telling Tong Ran? Would she care? Ridiculous!
