Sixty-one

at all, happy to help.""I persist!"The boy said, "White willow.""Is this your name"The young man nodded. Mo Yao thought to himself, Bai Liu, indeed lives up to his name, just like a willow tree.This...tually came." 。" Mo Yao's lips curled up. Through his sunglasses, you could see his smiling face. He looked tired, but he smiled very brightly, as if he was happy to see him here. But behind that...