Rejection

Looking at the good-looking food in front of him, Mo Yang, who was envied and hated by everyone, swallowed his saliva.

However, when he raised his hand, he was blocked by the IV line on his wrist. His face could not help but freeze... Damn it!

This thing not only affected his physiology, it also affected his eating!

"It's okay." Mo Chu naturally noticed this situation and said with a smile, "I'll feed you then..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ning Yiyuan. He looked at Song Qingsong and the others and lightly said, "Let them do it!"

... Hmph! Little Chu had not fed him yet, so how could he let others take the lead?

Hearing this, Mo Chu, who had been very active just a moment ago, immediately understood and retreated to the second line.