"What?" Mo Nanjue paused when he heard that, then a smile curled up, "Why would I be concerned about my face when I'm around you..."
Before he could finish, the man suddenly remembered he hadn't told her his name was Mo Nanjue; the smile that had begun to form froze at the corner of his mouth.
Damn, was this woman playing him?!
He looked down, and his gaze followed suit, only to see Tong Ran's smiling eyes. Mo Nanjue's eyes turned icy, then flared with anger, "Tong Ran, you dare to play me?!"
"I didn't, when have I ever played you?" Tong Ran could hardly admit it; she struggled to suppress her laughter and shook her head, "I just remembered it all of a sudden, I really didn't remember anything just now."
"Tong Ran, you—" Mo Nanjue was so flustered he couldn't even curse, damn, she actually faked amnesia?!
Was this woman tired of living?!
