"Well," said moxilin, his face darkened completely, "I don't like to repeat. Go out, or I'll ask the security guard to drag you out. But once things get serious, you can't stay in moxilin's house or even in Yuncheng."

Dong Xue finally couldn't stand it. She broke down completely and said excitedly, "what's worse for me than Tang poetry? Isn't she beautiful or isn't she good at that? I don't look worse than her. If you try that, you will not be worse than her. I don't believe you can... "

before Dong Xue finished, muxilin picked up a bottle of water on the bedside table, unscrewed the cap, and...