Mo Yitong suddenly raised her head and clapped her hands, "Zuo Zuo, you really bragged well!"
"It's just a cheerful and romantic song, which can make people feel comfortable," Zuo Zuo said modestly.
Mo Yitong snatched the flute away, placed it next to her mouth, and started to play.
"..." Mo Yitong blew on it and remained silent.
She curled her lips and blew a mouthful of air.
"Puff..." The flute did not make a sound, but its mouth made a puff sound. Left Zuo Zuo suddenly laughed.
Mo Yitong was so angry that she punched Zuo Zuozhuo on the shoulder with her fist, "You smelly Zuo Zuo centrally, say it! Did you do something?!"
Zuo Zuo shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no! I definitely didn't! If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you!" Zuo Zuo snatched the flute, hung it down
