The girl's soft hum interrupted Nangong Mo's thoughts.
His handsome face darkened, and he squinted slightly, "I'm your brother, not a bad guy."
"Your senior brothers are the bad guys, stay away from them, got it?"
Yun Ran snorted, "You're the bad guy! My senior brothers are all good people! The best in the world!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
Forget it, it's better not to argue about who's good and who's bad with this little fool.
"What's your name, how old are you, hmm?"
"Aren't you supposed to be my brother? You don't even know what my name is, huh! You're definitely a liar!"
"And you're wearing a mask, you definitely don't look like a good person."
Nangong Mo: "..."
Even drunk like this... does she really see him as a complete scoundrel?
The man cleared his throat and pursed his slightly stiff lips, "Of course your brother knows, your brother is just testing you."
"Hmm, I don't believe it."
"Your name is Yun Ran, and you're eighteen years old, right?"
