to hurt me" Wen Nuan let out a long, warm chuckle. "You asked me to be your mistress, trampling on my dignity, is that not hurting me Then, Mr. Fang, what would you call hurting me"Fang Liucheng was...put his phone aside and then hugged Mo Yao, holding him tightly in his arms. Mo Yao opened his eyes for a moment but didn't say anything before falling back asleep. Xiaobai inhaled his familiar scent...