A romantic, mysterious gift

Zhao Meng kept twisting her body, and she couldn't take it anymore. She kept kicking things.

"Zhao Meng?" Mo Qiu heard the woman's muffled groan and strode forward.

Zhao Meng was tied up inside, and things were scattered all over the floor.

"What's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? Do you need me to put you down?" He asked in a deep voice.

He walked closer to her, not understanding what was going on. Mo Qiu followed her movements and stared at her feet. He saw a box with some small fish swimming in it, gnawing at her feet.

Mo Qiu turned around and looked at her while holding a steamed bun in his hand. There was a steamed bun in her mouth! He pulled out the bun.

"You guys actually dare to mess with me?" Zhao Meng continued to shout, flicking her hair and looking at her unhappily."Mo Qiu, you colluded with my grandfather! Shameful!"

The young man waiting outside to sign the bill was still waiting.