Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven, Letting Off Steam

After chatting with Fang Hengshan and Mo Xie for a while, Luo Shu took her leave.

"I don't like them," Lu Hanmo said, especially that Fang Hengshan, who always cast sly glances at Shushu with those fox-like eyes. It really irritated him.

Luo Shu turned her head to look at Lu Hanmo, teasing him with a laugh, "You're not jealous, are you? Let me sniff and see if it's sour."

With that, she leaned into Lu Hanmo, sniffing him vigorously, and wrinkling her nose, she said, "So sour! How much vinegar did you drink? Did you fall into a vinegar vat or something?"

Lu Hanmo responded with a smile, scraping Luo Shu's cute nose, "Naughty girl!"