Lu Xiaoxiao laughed like a fishy cat, but the words she said directly darkened Chu Mo's face. He picked up his eyebrows and seemed to be surprised that she should do so to him.

"Who told you to follow me all the time? How can I come back without asking for a little?"

Lu Xiaoxiao directly pulled up her ink-bearing hand, then walked slowly towards the direction of the room with his footsteps. After that, she raised her chin, which was very cute.

Chu Mo had no choice but to feel good and funny.

It doesn't matter. Later, when his wound is healed, there is plenty of time to clear...