Fu Nancheng raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but Qiao Mo pushed him away: "Don't touch me! Get away!"
"No one saw you." He kissed her small face and spoke softly.
He stood right in front of her, what could they possibly see!
"I told you someone would see but you didn't listen! See what happened now!" Qiao Mo accused him tearfully.
She hadn't even seen who was outside just a moment ago, but she felt there were several figures through the dim light.
Great, how could she face anyone in the future now.
"Alright, alright, my fault." His tone softened a bit.
He hadn't expected that Zhuo Lin, that useless person, couldn't even guard the door!
Speaking of which, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he appeared equally angry.
"Don't touch me... you!" Qiao Mo choked as she spoke.
"Be good."
"No! You liar!" Qiao Mo urged anxiously, her flushed little face looked particularly alluring.
