Untitled

The two of them then did it in the room for a moment. Eleven ultimately had her ways to make him that bit more comfortable. Mo Ye, like a cat who couldn't wait to get more, kissed Eleven on her cheek several times.

Eleven grabbed the blanket and covered her half-naked body. She smiled while looking at Big Boss Mo who was acting half-dead. "Wake up. It's time for dinner soon."

As the sun set, the room became a tad darker.

Mo Ye lazily leaned against the wall. "Do you think they will join us for dinner later?"

"What does Mo Jue and Wei Wei joining us for dinner have anything to do with us?" Was there any clear association? How could she not know? How could she not know!? Eleven secretly smiled. Chances were that Ye Wei and Mo Jue would not be waking up anytime soon.

Given Mo Jue's badass prowess, chances were that they were still at it, no?