022: You will be punished for speaking ill of others
"You said you drive a Porsche and still care about such a small amount of money with me. Is there something wrong with you?"
Mo Xiaoran rolled her eyes at him angrily. Sure enough, a brain-dead person is a brain-dead person, and the brain-dead person in front of him was not an ordinary person.
"Drapped chicken, haven't your Chinese primary school teachers taught you that time is money?" He still didn't let go and spoke reluctantly. He didn't know why, even though he was so poor and only had money, he insisted on being with this little girl.
Be more sincere.
Mo Xiaoran took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down the anger she had been squeezing all morning...
She also made up for the time, okay?
Mo Xiaoran was about to give him another look, but suddenly she was stunned——
What did he just say?
"Your Chinese primary school teacher"...you are Chinese? He is not Chinese?
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoran looked at the man in front of her. He had blond hair, blue eyes, extremely fair skin, and a teasing smile on his thin lips, which looked so flat.
No! In Mo Xiaoran's opinion, this whole face is very flat. It's really a waste of time for God to give him such a beautiful and handsome face.
But this kind of skin, this angular face...are really not Chinese...
Then why is his accent so standard?
The Porsche owner seemed to have seen what Mo Xiaoran was thinking, with a proud look on his face, "Now you see that I am not Chinese? I am British, but it seems that my Chinese is better than yours..."
The expression on that flat face was clearly mocking Mo Xiaoran, "You are not an authentic Chinese"!
"Brainless, really idiotic... sneeze!" Mo Xiaoran muttered quietly, but unexpectedly sneezed again.
"Sneeze! Sneeze!" Mo Xiaoran sniffed hard. Unexpectedly, the sneeze kept coming. A cold wind blew by unexpectedly, and Mo Xiaoran couldn't help but shiver.
But the Porsche owner laughed happily, "Ha, drowned, you will be punished for speaking ill of others."