Little brother, you must be tired

A 'Xiu was not angry. Instead, she pursed her lips and smiled.

"This face is so pretty. No matter if it's angry or indifferent, it's always so charming. I've seen many men, but you're the only one I've been so obsessed with. Little brother, this is such a good thing. If it were any other man, they would be so happy that they might go crazy. Why are you hesitating? you don't look like a man at all."

"Or is it that tomboy called Lanshan still in your heart? Was he going to keep himself pure for her? I'm telling you, she's offended Heibao. As long as she's in the base, she'll be in the toilet, doing things that only the lower class would do."

Wen Muchu's eyes were indifferent and he did not answer her. Instead, his eyes were calm as he looked at a 'Xiu quietly.

A 'Xiu straightened her body slightly, bit her lip, and said angrily, " "Can't you say something?"

"No, Qianqian!" Wen Muchu immediately replied.