Su Zimo gestured with her hands, and it seemed that she was even more anxious than He Yunting.
"It's getting dark, so needless to say it's a candlelight dinner."
He Yunting suddenly lowered his head and looked at Su Zimo, with a wicked smile on his handsome face.
He whispered into Su Zimo's ear and asked: "Momo, tell me, how bad a man must be to be loved by a woman."
"Hey! Do you two think I don't exist?"
Murong Shaofeng didn't like He Yunting being too close to Mo Mo. He looked very dazzling.
"Shao Feng, please wait aside."
Su Zimo patted his arm.
When Murong Shaofeng saw it, he shook his head helplessly and laughed.
A certain woman is starting to popularize the knowledge of the Thirty-Six Stratagems again.
"Then tell me, how far have you two reached? Have you reached the point where you can hold your little hands and kiss your little mouths?"
"uh-huh!"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Murong Shaofeng hummed, his handsome face blushing involuntarily.
He Yunting turned to stone. This woman was really not reserved.
No, she has never been reserved.
"Um… !"
He Yunting quickly touched his nose.
"You two have a cold?"
A certain woman asked unconsciously.
"Momo, be reserved, women should be reserved."
He Yunting spoke slowly word by word.
Su Zimo later realized what was going on.
"In the eyes of you two, am I still reserved at all? Don't you two know what my virtues are?"
Virtue...
Murong Shaofeng frowned and the corners of his lips twitched involuntarily.
He'd better pretend he didn't hear anything!
"Um... Momo, if it's like what you said, it would be a matter of course, but what? It's still a problem for the two of us to even hold hands, so I especially want to know what you said about men not being bad. Do you mean women don’t love you?”
He Yunting had a bad smile on his face. He wondered if Mu Yunxuan made Mo'er fall in love with him because he was bad.
"I'm just talking, you're thinking too much!"
Su Zimo looked embarrassed and shy, knowing that He Yunting was overthinking.
She is digging a hole for herself to jump into!
"Momo, do you want to hear it?"
He Yunting asked with a joking look on his face, pursuing him!
Su Zimo suddenly had an idea and smiled jokingly, "Yun Ting, if you were a man you wouldn't ask me this question, but if you really don't know, I can demonstrate it to you myself."
Seeing Su Zimo's evil smile, He Yunting suddenly felt his scalp numb.
"Momo, no, no need."
He Yunting felt like his tongue was tied. He looked at her smiling face and felt that he was not very safe at the moment.
"Momo, Shao Feng, I'm leaving, you guys can chat slowly!"
Turning around, He Yunting felt relieved and left as if running for his life.
"Did I say anything? He looks like he is being chased by a ghost."
Su Zimo shook her head. Men in this world are so simple. Just kissing her mouth scared them.
"hehe!"
Murong Shaofeng couldn't help laughing.
"Momo, that wicked smile on your face, let alone Yunting, even looks weird to me!"
"cut… !"
Su Zimo was about to speak when she suddenly saw Liu Yue running over.
"Master, it's not good!"
"Liu Yue, what happened?"
"The owner of the village came with Qiu and his daughter as three people, but when Liu Yue turned around to ask her to leave, she disappeared. I asked the concierge, but they didn't see her leaving."