Nangong caressed Mo Xu's face: "Such a good-looking person..." He suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I don't know what's going on inside." Mo Xu's cheeks turned red, ashamed and angry. Nangong suddenly held his chin and kissed the two red and attractive petals. Mo Xu's eyes widened... After the kiss, Mo Xu breathed heavily and said intermittently, "You... The majestic King of War... I didn't expect you... You are just a broken sleeve!" Nangong raised his eyebrows with a hint of joking in his words, "So what if it is a broken sleeve? Since you said so, you should be ready." With a wave of his sleeve, all the candles in the room were extinguished...