The Loyal Wolf Dog Dominates His Wife

Ji Mo leaned against the bedside and glanced at them lightly, "I laugh, a proud peacock and a conceited stallion stand together, they are such a perfect match." The expressions of Shen Xingyu and Liu Sheng changed. "What do you mean?" The delicately made-up face became distorted with anger. If Shen Xingyu's eyes could spit out fire, Ji Mo, who was leaning on the bed at this moment, would have been burned beyond recognition. "Literally." Ji Mo smiled lightly. Compared to Shen Xingyu's ferocious face, she was more refreshing and pleasant. When Shen Xingyu was going crazy, Liu Sheng held him back...