308. Could it be this little girl?

He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to wipe the sweat from Mo Jiuli's forehead...

"What do you want to do? You can't disturb Jiuli now!" Mo Chenluo, with his sharp eyes, blocked Guyan's path.

"I, I didn't mean it..." Guyan was startled, and then saw his own actions, hurriedly withdrawing his hand in panic. He dared not look into Mo Chenluo's eyes, and the temperature of his face rose unnaturally.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him, how could he make such a move? Don't forget, she is his good friend's woman, his good friend's daughter's mother! He's simply a bastard...

Seeing Guyan's embarrassment, Mo Chenluo didn't say anything else. He saw the admiration and a touch of undefined affection in Guyan's eyes when he looked at Jiuli just now...