Ning Yiyuan let out a faint laugh and reached out to stroke the strands of hair on Mo Chu's forehead. "Didn't I leave a message for you? I said I would come and look for you today!"
"You didn't read it?" Thinking of this, Ning Yiyuan could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was also a little deep.
"No." Seeing Ning Yiyuan like this, Mo Chu reflexively thought of the dark-faced form teacher when she was in school. She straightened his body and immediately replied in a crisp voice, "No, I saw it!"
"Good girl. Now, get up and clean up. Let's go out!" Sure enough, hearing this, Ning Yiyuan's expression immediately softened. He even reached out and patted Mo Chu's head.
Then, when Mo Chu was washing up in the washroom, she stared at herself in the mirror. When did she agree to go out with him?
