"You're not allowed to move, otherwise I'll ignore you in the future."
Jun Mohuang ran over and reminded him.
Sigh, he wasn't even willing to turn around. He would be even more reluctant to lower his head later.
She had to find another way.
"Alright."
Jun Mohuang moved the stool over and placed it beside Di Lingtian.
He was too tall and she could only reach his chest when standing on ground level.
Jun Mohuang was now only half a head shorter than him.
Jun Mohuang smiled. The cold and determined expression on her face disappeared and was replaced with coquettishness.
Di Lingtian was attracted by her smile and expression.
Even though he was a little angry, he still thought that his Huang'er was really good-looking.
But why did she have to step on a stool?
As this thought flashed through Di Lingtian's mind, Jun Mohuang wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.