Dream of a Magical Beast

Child, what child?

The woman walked in front, her right hand was still holding Mo Bai's left hand.

Mo Bai didn't have time to react and just followed behind her slowly.

He didn't like women touching her, but Ning was different.

Mo Bai saw a bronze plate hanging around the woman's neck. That bronze plate had the words Mo Bai engraved on it, and it was because of this, Mo Bai did not push away the woman's hand that reached out to him. That bronze plate was what he had tied around Zhao Shuning's neck.

Even though Mo Bai knew that this could be an illusion, he still couldn't break this rare silence.

Perhaps it was because this illusion world was the future he yearned for, so he was willing to indulge in it.

"Mo Bai, you-"

The woman stopped and turned her head. Her face bumped into Mo Bai's chest.