"Smack."
Lin Qingluo laughed in exasperation, stood up, and slapped Mu Fan on the forehead while pretending to be annoyed, "Is this how you approach girls? Do you think I'm a human or a ghost?"
"Uh."
Mu Fan was dumbfounded, apologetically covered his forehead, "Sorry, I might have mistaken you for someone else."
"What a lame excuse?"
Lin Qingluo rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and continued with her reproach, "Do you always do this to harass girls?"
"No."
Mu Fan hastily denied it, his face flushed red.
"Pfft."
Lin Qingluo watched as he floundered helplessly, couldn't hold back, burst into laughter.
"Cough cough."
Mu Fan covered his mouth with a cough, disguising his indescribable embarrassment.
"You just now..."
Lin Qingluo playfully blinked and pretended she didn't hear him clearly: "What did you call me?"
"Cough cough."
Mu Fan nearly choked on his saliva, suppressed his astonishment, and shook his head to deny, "Nothing, I didn't call you anything."