This Mo Junhe might not excel in other areas, but his infatuation for Chu Xiaotang is truly unwavering!
In the private room, many people slightly shook their heads, thinking privately.
Sitting in the middle of the sofa, Zuo Xianglong smirked coldly, staring at Mo Junhe with a somewhat meaningful expression.
"Go ahead!"
Chu Xiaotang's expression was quite complex, and there was a hint of reluctance between her delicate brows, but she bit her silver teeth, took a deep breath, and replied.
"Xiaotang, can we... can we talk outside? Just two minutes!"
Mo Junhe glanced at the others in the private room and spoke again.
"Outside?"
But before Chu Xiaotang could speak, Zuo Xianglong sneered, full of mockery, "Are you even a man? Why can't you say it here? The way you keep hesitating and shuffling, you really embarrass us men! If it weren't because of Xiaotang, I'd make you get lost!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Junhe trembled all over, his face turning pale.
