The man gritted his teeth and looked at the girl who was stretching lazily, looking like a little fox that had just stolen some treats. His eyes were dark and deep, and his mouth twitched slightly.
Delicate? Sad? Aggrieved? A damsel in distress?
He must have been crazy to have had this illusion!
Feeling a chill as he stared at her, Yun Ran coughed slightly and said seriously, "Don't look at me like that! You're the one who tricked me first! I'm just returning the favor! What's there to be upset about?"
"..."
Nangong Mo pursed his lips without a word, still staring at her with cold eyes, like a gaze of death.
Feeling a bit guilty, Yun Ran rubbed her hands together, "Um... you didn't hurt yourself, did you? Need me to... give you a hand?"
"No need to support me, but you can come down here and join me."
It sounded like a normal sentence, but with his cold gaze and tone, it somehow took on a deeper meaning.
