Yan Tao pursed her lips and was silent, but she was muttering in her heart, disliking the villain is really a thing.

She re-grasped her pen and prepared to transcribe the perfect collection of earthy love stories she had just written.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shiyuan suddenly held her right hand.

Yan Tao: ...

"Little Crying Bag Dressed as a Villain and Tyrant" Chapter 145 His palm is as warm as his breath is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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