Not So Young

Tang Luo's face froze.

"You like Miss Yuan a lot?"

"It's not that I like her. It's that she likes you," Mo Bonan said.

"But I don't like her!" Tang Luo sternly denied. "Even if I liked girls, which I don't… But I don't like her!"

"Even if?" Mo Bonan caught the words. "That means you like boys?"

Tang Luo didn't know what to say. His reasoning ability was great!

She laughed dryly, "Brother Bonan, I'm still young. Why are you telling me this?"

"Young?"

Mo Bonan's eyes looked her up and down, lingering on a certain part of her bottom for a while, his eyes intrigued.

Tang Luo couldn't help but feel like crossing her legs when he looked at her.

She almost became angry. He was harassing her, right?

Before she could get angry, Mo Bonan looked up again and met her eyes, "Didn't you say before that you've grown up and wanted to move out? How come now you're young again?"