"You can go."

"No"

Qiao Runzhi took Mo Luo's hand, who was about to get into bed, and said seriously:

"I want to stay tonight."

Hmm?

Mo Luo's mind seemed to be confused by Qiao Runzhi, and he glanced at Qiao Runzhi in confusion——

What he said...is this what Mara thought?

"The beauty trap is useless."

Mo Luo said with a cold face. Under the dim yellow oil lamp, Wan Mo Luo's already bloated face was made even more sinister, but his face was inexplicably burned.

Qiao Runzhi just shook his head:

"It's not a beauty trap, I'm..."

Qiao Runzhi took a deep breath. Such words made him feel embarrassed, but he still said them:
Chapter completed!