Wuhu Contributes Again

No, no, no. She was a pure little fairy. She didn't think of anything.

There was not enough room for the two of them to play in the house. The two of them went to the courtyard to play.

Logically speaking, Su Xiaoxiao should have stopped them, but it was really eye-catching to watch handsome men fight. The saber and sword were sharp, but they were not superficial. The scene was comparable to a blockbuster.

It was not until Wei Liulang came over that they separated.

"Little Seven, Su Mo, why did you fight?"

Su Mo dusted his wrinkled sleeves. "Ask him! Why did he suddenly attack? It's ridiculous!"

Wei Liulang looked at Wei Ting. "Little Seven."

Wei Ting snorted coldly, not wanting to explain.

"Xiaoxiao." Wei Liulang looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. "Well… they were just sparring."