"..."
"(¬_¬)"
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
In a small yet beautiful spirit boat flying slowly in a certain direction, Mo Zhiran looked at Mei Xuan and asked. Her constant gaze from the corner of her eyes was so glaring that he finally couldn't help it.
"Mmm… n-nothing…"
Mei Xuan was stunned by his words and hurriedly dodged his eyes awkwardly.
After all, besides her and Zhiran, there was also Senior Xiao Lan, who was busy looking outside, her robe fluttering and showing an impressive figure.
"Hey, Mei Xuan, right? Why are you acting timid now? If you have something to say, just say it directly. I don't like your obvious fake act."
Unfortunately for her, Zhiran wasn't about to let her go just like that. This girl was constantly glaring in his direction from the moment they left their place.
