C421 Mask

After washing up, both Xu Qingmo and Meng Qinglou felt refreshed. Even Meng Qinglou's legs were still a little sore, so Xu Qingmo didn't torture her anymore.

The two of them tidied themselves up before heading downstairs.

Arriving at the main street, it was currently crowded, just like the night market. It was bustling with noise and excitement.

Xu Qingmo's hand warmed up