Mo Lier stiffened slightly, turned her head, and met the man's mocking eyes, "Why did you say those things to Sitian, can't stand me being nice to her?"
Mu Yunshen picked up the lighter on the table, lit a cigarette, and held it between his thin lips, "Lier, if you can't stand me being nice to other women, the best way is to come back to me, but obviously you wouldn't want to. Since you can't let go of Yan Chu, then don't bother with my matters with other women."
Mo Lier was silent for a long time, just looking at his familiar handsome face, suddenly murmuring, "Yunshen, have you fallen in love with her?"
Through the curled blue and white smoke, the man's handsome face was blurred, he laughed lowly and playfully, "Lier, if you don't love me, then you probably aren't qualified to ask that question."
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