Spirit Gathering Grass

" Ah?!!"

Mu Qingyi asked,"What's wrong with the other two?" What happened?"

"Qingyi, who did you hear that from? There's no such thing."

"Liu Ziyang's Moments. Is he really fine?"

Mo Xiu assured: Of course it's okay, Liu Ziyang is talking nonsense, I have to find him to talk."

"Haha, alright then. It's fine."

"Qingyi, are you really concerned about this?" Mo Xiu asked strangely."

"No, I was afraid that you were sick, so I called to ask you. If you make fun of me like this, I won't ask again."

"Is that really the case?"

"Alright... I have something to do here. Bye!"

Mu Qingyi quickly hung up the phone, and Mo Xiu looked at the phone and laughed foolishly.

After being disturbed by the continuous calls, Mo Xiu no longer felt sleepy.

Recalling Mu Qingyi's words just now, he scrolled through his Moments.

Liu Ziyang: " Boss really has that kind of illness. Sigh, I pray that Boss can be cured cured."