Just at the moment when she asked this question, Yan Xinxin immediately felt like she was courting disaster.
She didn't even know why she blurted it out, as if her thoughts were out of control. She inexplicably wanted to know about this little girl, Mu Qianyuan.
"Uh... it seems to be a bit late, I'll go down to sleep first."
Yan Xinxin found an excuse to escape and decisively turned around.
But before she could take a step, her wrist was grabbed by Mo Chuxi.
"Start a fire and then leave?"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
She turned her head and pretended to calmly smile foolishly at Mo Chuxi.
"Then how about I get you a glass of ice water to cool down, Mo Shao?"
"Don't you think you're more suitable for cooling down?"
"..."
Mo Chuxi spoke as he approached with his tall and slender figure.
Yan Xinxin raised her hand to block in front of her.
