Little Ya pinched his arm fiercely, and with a heavy twist, her words became more and more outrageous.
When he saw Lil'er's round eyes, he quickly turned around to talk.
"I'm so perfect. What are you still dissatisfied with?"
The little Ya was very angry at the beginning, but the more she listened, the more she laughed.
She stretched out five fingers and counted them one by one. "You smooth-tongued, not good. You moved your hands and feet, not good. Your appearance is too good, not good either."
Zhuo Ran burst into laughter. "You're the only one who has a glib tongue. You're always so glib that no one else will care about you."
The woman he loved was right in front of him. It would be strange if he could resist being a gentleman.
Unless he was a Saint.
The corners of her lips twitc
