Staring into his mysterious and captivating purple eyes, Yun Ran softly asked, "Nangong Mo, do you not like me?"
But before he could speak, Yun Ran asked again, "Or, do you wish it were another woman?"
Nangong Mo: "!!!"
Is he such a fickle man?!
Yun Ran didn't pay attention to his somewhat dark expression and continued on her own, "Lin Yanran? Miss Ye? Little Princess? Or some gentle flower of understanding? A spicy beauty? A chivalrous little fairy? An enemy nation's woman..."
Nangong Mo could no longer bear it. He directly lowered his head and fiercely kissed the girl's chattering little mouth, drowning all her unfinished words between their lips.
Yun Ran couldn't help but curse him in her heart: [This fierce and ruthless dog man! Is he really a dog? Does he think I'm a bone? How am I supposed to face people tomorrow?!]
Tomorrow you still want to face people? Want to see who? Ye Wushang? Or Xiao Mohan?
