Because his back was facing the light, Nan Xun could not see his face clearly.
The moment he grabbed her waist, she could not help but curse herself.
Why was she still moved by this bastard man?
Nan Xun put her hands on his shoulders, not letting him get too close.
"Are you crazy? You might be shameless in other people's kitchens, but I still want more!" Nan Xun reminded him with a cold expression. "Also, I have nothing to do with you anymore. I still remember clearly what you said in the ward that night. Do you want me to repeat it for you…"
Before she could finish, he lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.
Nan Xun was quick and quickly raised her hand between them.
He only kissed her palm.
Tang Mo frowned and was about to pull her hand away when Zuo Huai'an's voice sounded from outside. "Junior, I pulled the garlic sprouts you wanted from the vegetable garden."