Still not forgetting to boast in her heart as she watched his departing figure:
[Really? You think I'd let you tag along when I go to meet handsome guys? Bringing you along is worse than taking a firecracker!]
Nangong Mo's hand slipped slightly while turning the wheelchair, yet he continued forward as if he hadn't heard a thing, as if he knew nothing.
Yun Ran looked at his calm demeanor through the bronze mirror and couldn't help raising an eyebrow: Hmph, he's definitely pretending! I'll catch your fox tail sooner or later!
Before long, Nangong Mo returned, appearing in front of the dressing table with a pile of her clothes in his arms, gazing deeply at her without saying a word.
Yun Ran cast a suspicious glance at him, seeing he hadn't changed his clothes, and looking at her eagerly, she tentatively asked, "You... want to wear women's clothing? Need my help?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than his god-like face darkened like a pot bottom...
