Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Chengdong police station.

Narrow corridors, dim lights, dilapidated floor tiles and walls.

Mo Beiting didn't want to step in again in his life. He wanted to stand up, but Mo Beiting kicked hard. His whole knee seemed to be broken. Let alone standing, kneeling was painful!

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" The gatekeeper heard the roar and rushed in from the outside. He just saw Mo Beiting squatting in front of Lu ran, his fingers clasping his chin.

And Lu ran, kneeling on the ground in a mess, shivering and staring at Mo Beiting.

The whole person is like an angry bird.

"Three... Three little?"

"Close the door and get out." Mo Beiting didn't reply.