"The weather is really nice." Qu Tan'er, swinging her body along with her steps, was initially walking on Mo Liancheng's left side when she suddenly flashed to his right side, effectively blocking Mo Fengyang from touching Mo Liancheng's sleeve. Thinking of competing with Qu Tan'er for someone's affection? Better go back and practice for another decade.
The corners of Mo Liancheng's lips warmed up slightly, lifting in amusement.
"Liancheng brother…" Mo Fengyang, not losing heart, tried to move towards Mo Liancheng's left side.
But just then...
Qu Tan'er shifted her body once more, quick enough to step to his left side before Mo Fengyang, sweetly asking, "Don't you think this weather is perfect for horse riding?" It seemed unintentional, but it was certainly deliberate, aimed to infuriate one particular woman until she could metaphorically cough up blood.
