An Xuetang Mo Yunjin

Seeing her refer to herself as "old man", Mo Yunjing's eyes held both helplessness and doting affection. After gently rubbing his thumb over her cheek a few times, he reluctantly left Jingtang Garden.,Now they constantly come to disturb her peace and quiet. She's both speechless and helpless about it.,For she had already heard the conversation between their valley master and Master Han.。