The Substitute Ex-Wi

The scent from Mo Yao's body, familiar yet different from his own, suddenly made Mo Xiaobai’s heated blood explode in his veins as Ye Feimo's words echoed menacingly in his ears; he wished nothing more than to bang his head against the tofu.,He felt as if he was at the edge of a cliff, about to jump without hesitation. This sense of near-death had never been so intense before.,The chat history went like this: Moyaoyao narrated everything that had just happened in detail and asked Ye Feimo for an explanation.。