"Huh?" Dangerous squinting with ink. "Just kidding?"

"No... Otherwise." Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the face of the ink in his eyes and could not help shrinking his neck, feeling a chill.

"Don't let me walk like that outside in the future!" Chu Mo cold warning, cold voice can freeze people into ice.

"Where... Which one? Lu Xiaoxiao tried to recall whether he had done something wrong.

After wiping his thin lips in ink, he opened his mouth in half a time: "It's the gesture of twisting one step. It's ugly!"

Damn it! She knew she didn't know just how impressive she was, and how many men had watched her for...