She laughed, "What did you think I wanted to do to you just now?"
Mo Tingshen: "..."
His throat felt dry.
"Am I that desperate, making a move on you in the middle of the street."
She slapped his waist and the back of his hand, "Still holding on, let go!"
At this moment, Nan Jiaojiao and Bo Yanching came out of Shengyue Mansion.
She glanced over, immediately covered her face, and turned her head, "Privacy, no peeking!"
Bo Yanching covered her eyes, "Be good, let's not look, so we don't get a stye."
Nan Jiaojiao chuckled twice, nestled into his embrace, and walked past the two of them.
Bo Yanching didn't even say hello, and drove off right after getting in the car.
Chu Yao laughed and poked Mo Tingshen in the waist, "Brother, your popularity isn't great."
"Every time you're being sarcastic, you like to call me brother. When will you ever be as serious as you are with Suizhi, and just call me brother." Mo Tingshen couldn't help but complain.
This grudge still hasn't passed.
