"Huh?"

Mo Jin's face suddenly became a little hot, and he hurriedly skimmed his face, not daring to look at Su Mu's translucent eyes.

Su Mu took a sip of the mint tea, and did not poke the slightly throbbing panic in Mo Jin's heart, the two of them stopped talking, and waited until it was time to go to work in the afternoon, Su Mu reminded him to click the watch in his hand, and Mo Jin walked out with his already somewhat wooden feet.

Pushing open the door of the teahouse, a cold wind went straight into the neck, so that Mo Jin couldn't help but shrink his neck, but fortunately, Su Mu knew in advance, and prepared his scarf early and directly wrapped it around Mo Jin's neck.

Mo Jin followed him like this, smelling his unique smell on the scarf, thinking about the eye just now

"Please, Dentist" 053 Blame your mother is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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