"Who are you?" Xiao Moli asked as he looked at her and repeated the question.
His profound eyes became clear and transparent, as if afraid to upset her, his gaze carried a hint of doubt and hesitation.
"Xiao Chen?" An Ziqi also ignored the tears on her face, turning her head in a panic to look at him, "What on earth is going on?"
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, sizing up Xiao Moli from top to bottom.
Yet Xiao Moli was tense, watching him warily, even the small dog by his feet stood its ground, bristling and growling at him menacingly.
Xiao Chen clicked his tongue, took a step forward, and suddenly reached out to grab his arm.
Xiao Moli quickly took a step back, and the little dog at his side leapt towards Xiao Chen with a bark.
"Be careful." An Ziqi cried out anxiously.
Xiao Chen dodged to the side, stepped forward again, and threw a punch towards Xiao Moli.
