"Come a little closer."
Ya Tianxing furrowed his brow and spoke in a low voice.
Mo Shangjun shouted, "Yes!"
As soon as the words fell, Mo Shangjun lifted her leg and took two steps in Ya Tianxing's direction.
Soon, she heard Ya Tianxing say, "Be more casual."
"Yes!"
Mo Shangjun answered again, very properly.
"..."
Ya Tianxing gave her a cold glance in silence.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Shangjun simply sat down in the water, sitting cross-legged, while satisfying Ya Tianxing's "suggestion," allowing the river water to continue washing over her.
Ya Tianxing sighed helplessly, and then crouched down with Mo Shangjun, asking, "How does it feel?"
"I feel like I won't be able to get married," Mo Shangjun shook her head full of sorrow and then sniffed at her own scent, frowning with lament, "I smell stinky, my boyfriend will definitely despise me."
