You didn't come to rob me of my man

You're not here to steal a man from me

Mo Xiyan naturally did not want to be treated like a weak chicken.

In the previous world, she had always been the one to mock others, but there had never been a precedent for others to mock her.

"Murong Yu, you are too overbearing!" Mo Xiyan stood up as she spoke, at the same time she patted her chest, "I'm not made of paper, I need to go and help."

She thought that she had acted in a heroic manner, but in Murong Yu's eyes, she was acting in an extremely childish manner.

But he quickly recalled the special feature of Mo Xiyan's face, and immediately stopped smiling.

"You better stay here obediently. If I can't take it anymore and need your help, I'll definitely call for you."

After saying that, he pressed his hand on Mo Xiyan's shoulder, and once again pushed her down onto the ground.