ust needs to hand me the rope."An Xuetang obediently handed the hemp rope to him, and Mo Yunjing immediately put it on.I have to admit, Mo Yunjing's hands are truly dexterous. He managed to make a sim..."Huh What do you mean by that, Ajing"

Upon hearing Mo Yunjing's words, An Xuetang was as if struck dumb. She widened her eyes and stared at him blankly. Although she might have caught his meaning, she dared not confirm it.

Looking at her adorable expression, Mo Yunjing chuckled softly, "Let's go home." flower sometimes subconsciously used "I" when it spoke. It was probably just a habit, after all, her identity wasn't low either.Although An Xue Tang agreed to her entering the palace, there was still...