Yun Ran glared at him with annoyance, trying hard to pry his hand open to snatch the silver back.
"You just said I dropped my silver! What? Forgotten so soon?"
"I was just teasing you, I didn't expect you to actually believe it! Silly or what?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[This damn dog... Eh? Wait a minute! Could it be...]
[He saw me staring at the bird's nest and guessed my intention? So, he deliberately said I dropped the silver to divert my attention?]
Nangong Mo silently curved his lips: Ha, dead girl, congratulations, you got it right!
Seeing the amusement in his eyes, Yun Ran became more certain of her guess and directly kicked him, "Doesn't matter! This silver at the corner of the wall is the one I dropped! Let go of your hand!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
A gentleman uses his mouth, a scoundrel uses his hands, indeed...
He looked down at his leg, "Lin Wanyue, are you a rabbit? Liking to kick so much!"
"I also like chopping people! Wanna try?"
"..."
