C49 Mowu fist

"Ah …" Following a loud roar, he quickly appeared in front of Mo Xingxing, and his body got closer and closer to Mo Xingxing.

"Zhang Yang, you hoodlum! …" What are you doing? " Mo Xingxing screamed in shock.

At this moment, had already wrapped his hands around his waist and was moving around on his body nonstop …

Mo Wu trembled as he stood up. Even if the person in front of him was arrogant