The man leaned in with a mischievous smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, playing the role of a righteous crusader in a big, good way, "If you have tinnitus next time, just tell me. I'll give you a massage for free."
"Okay," Tong Ran nodded, the smile on her small face not yet faded. However, she suddenly seemed to think of something, her brows knitting again, "No, didn't you say not to move around or your teeth would fall out? But I just moved like crazy helping you massage..."
Uh.
Mo Nanjue raised an eyebrow, oh no, he forgot to link his words before and after. He coughed lightly and turned his head away, "Those two things are different."
Tong Ran's feet were still tightly together, not daring to move. She reached out to pull him, persistently, "How are they different?"
The man's eyes narrowed slightly. Pretending to think for a moment, he suddenly asked, "Do you like seafood?"
"Seafood?" Tong Ran didn't expect him to ask this, "Why do you ask?"
