Mo Junyang nodded his head in satisfaction, secretly saying that the person he saw as his son was really intelligent.

He had already comprehended his own meaning before he had said anything.

He touched Qing Xue's white and tender little face, but his face gradually revealed seriousness, "I agree to take you back. But after you go back, no matter what happens, you have to listen to me and not act without authorization, understand?"

Shi Qingxue thought it was something, and ...