He was about to tell her, how could he catch this little girl...
"You...why are you laughing?" Mo Xiaoran swallowed weakly and asked stammering.
This pervert is really good-looking. Even in the moonlight, you can clearly see the evil curve of the corners of his mouth. His smiling brown eyes are like stars in the sky...
But, why did Mo Xiaoran think this smile was weird!
"I'm laughing at you for being such an idiot. You're so tender and worthless like a lolita. What do I want to do with your ideas..."
"You!" Mo Xiaoran felt tongue-tied. Why is she such an idiot? Why is she so tender? What else calls her worthless?
"Then how do you know my name?"
"He just called you by name, can I not know your name?"
"I..." Mo Xiaoran was petrified. Does this person have a good ear or a good memory? How come he never forgets her name...
"You guys!!" The wretched uncle sitting on the ground realized that he had been ignored, and was obviously very unhappy, "Damn boy! Are you just going to take advantage of the situation? Do you have the ability to fight me openly? You will lose!"
Leave Xiaoran to us!!"
Huang Xiaojue glanced at his broken arm with contempt, "Oh, are you sure you can fight now? I'm afraid your other hand will not escape its tragic fate..."
This look obviously irritated the uncle. He stood up with his other hand and wanted to punch him in excitement.