Whose hands did the bouquet fall into?

Upon seeing this, mo Qiu quickly hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

"Cough! This is creativity. In order to attract your attention, I'm going all out. " Mo Qiu thickened his skin and said in a deep voice.

When Zhao Meng heard this, she hurriedly pushed him away and ran forward. She reached out to hold mo Zitan's hand and slowly walked forward with her! Mo Qiu covered his body and ran to the back. He rushed to the side and forcefully took off Qiming's coat to wrap himself up.

Qiming looked at him disdainfully."I told you to wear something more serious. Why did you say that you're full of creativity? you want to scream and take an unusual path?!" They're all gone now. "

"Keep talking." Mo Qiu roared.