Ye Mo saw that there was something off when she smiled, as though he was being stared at by a hungry wolf. But since she had said that, it meant that she didn't plan on killing him for now.
Ye Mo thought of Jing Xi. Compared to that pale-faced nun, he would rather face him.
At least Jing Xi was much prettier and younger than that old lady. Her chest was much better than that chest as flat as an airport.
Thinking about Jing Xi, he remembered her red belly cover. She was rather sexy.
After realizing he was thinking of that woman, Ye Mo shook his head and sighed. He had punched her off a cliff, she should be dead no matter what.
If it hadn't been for that woman, he wouldn't have had to be separated from Luo Ying. He knew that Luo Ying still missed him, otherwise she wouldn't have gone all the way to the desert and taken away the pool. It was just that, in her mind, she couldn't pass that moral barrier.