C905 The Most Important Person

However, Lin Yichen did not feel anything wrong at all. Perhaps she was relying on Xing Mo's body temperature, so she leaned closer to him.

Xing Mo could only get rid of his distracting thoughts at this moment. However, it was hard for him to endure it.

Hmm.

In the darkness, Xing Mo actually pinched his thigh hard. The pain on his thigh instantly transmitted to Xing Mo's brain