Gu Yan didn't know if he was slow to react, but only just felt the pain now. He jumped and turned on the tap, stretching out his hands.
"..." Jin Jumo took a deep breath and said coolly, "Your mom's got it wrong. It's not the kitchen bringing you disaster, but you bringing disaster to the kitchen."
"Little Mo Mo, how could you scold people like that?" Gu Yan looked at Jin Jumo with reddened eyes.
Jin Jumo was really...
She clenched her palm and struggled to admit.
She turned to find a broom and mop.
But as soon as she moved, she sensed a shadow approaching from behind.
Her lashes fluttered quickly, and before the shadow got close, Jin Jumo circled around it.
Rong Mochen watched as Jin Jumo, like a nimble cat, slipped past him. His dark eyes paused, and his gaze lingered on her back for a few seconds before striding towards the kitchen.
