Meeting

Nan Xun looked at Tang Mo through the makeup mirror.

There was a trace of mockery in his eyes.

He really could not change his habit of eating shit.

She had just walked out of the trauma of the accident and could not wait to go out to support a woman.

Alright, it was fine if he went out to raise her, but he even hugged her and was intimate with her. Wasn't that disgusting?

Tang Mo noticed Nan Xun's cold gaze and raised his eyebrows. "Why does your expression change so quickly? Alright, let's not talk about Bo Cixue and her."

Nan Xun retracted her gaze and stood up expressionlessly with her phone.

She did not want to talk to him and did not look at him again. She planned to go to the guest room to rest.

Tang Mo grabbed her. "Nan Xun, what's wrong with you again?"