"Did you cheat?"
Full of doubt.
Ya Tianxing was momentarily choked by her words, then asked, "Is this a compliment?"
Mo Shangjun chuckled without reason, disdainfully saying, "Your brain is quite eccentric."
"Let me see?"
Ya Tianxing tapped on the fragmented parts he had just pieced together.
Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows, kicked aside the debris under her feet, and then, with the posture of a master, proudly squatted down beside Ya Tianxing.
"Captain Mo Shangjun, your skill in pretending to be a calf is increasing day by day," Ya Tianxing couldn't help but tease.
"Tsk," Mo Shangjun feigned a smile, "With a senior leading ahead, how could there be no progress?"
"..."
Her sarcasm was relentless.
After glancing at Ya Tianxing's work, Mo Shangjun raised her hand to touch her chin, pretended to ponder for a few seconds, and finally said, "Not bad."
"Master Mo, can you first shed your idol burden?"
Mo Shangjun coldly laughed and said, "It's innate, can't get rid of it."
