An Ning felt like she really couldn't explain herself and could only act defiantly. 'I just like it, what's wrong with that??'
Mo Ang saw the message and smiled. 'Hmm... that doesn't sound bad.'
'Ahem... are you available?' An Ning asked. She wondered if he had a task at hand now.
Mo Ang naturally understood her meaning. 'It's not convenient right now. But... if you really miss me, I can make it happen.'
An Ning rolled her eyes, this person... could the hints not be so suggestive? 'If it's already inconvenient, how can you meet me?'
'If we both go to the restroom now... it should be okay.' Mo Ang suggested.
An Ning instinctively looked in Mo Ang's direction.
Mo Ang raised his wine glass, signaling to her.
An Ning gave him an eye roll.
Mo Ang sent her a message. 'How about it, are you going?'
An Ning quickly replied. 'No way, if you want to go, go yourself.'
Disgusting, pervert, asking her to go there.
'Angry?' Mo Ang sent a message asking.
'Gross.'
