Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
So this is your motive.
On the court, the match had already started. Yin Shaojie watched as he commented, " you're even worse than I thought. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao was glad that he had spoken in Chinese, or it would have been bad if he had heard it.
Fortunately, it was only a group match, so the competition didn't take long.
When it was about to end, Yin Shaojie suddenly glared at the girl beside him and said coldly, " are you having an epileptic attack? "
The girl froze, her expression a little ugly.
Mu Xiaoxiao asked, " what's the matter? "
Yin Shaojie's words also attracted the attention of the people around him. Everyone looked at them curiously, ignoring the intense confrontation on the field.
Crossing his long legs, Yin Shaojie looked at the girl and said, " if you're not having an epileptic attack, why do you keep rubbing your shoes against my legs? "
His words were already very obvious.