He mocked the little girl with long black hair, who was wearing a cool and smooth outfit, and spoke sentence by sentence to the seat.
Lanxi was also arrogant. He turned his face, pushed the bowl away, and continued to do the test paper.
Mu Yichen gazed at the white skin exposed on her back, and his eyes became hot. He lowered his eyes, and his hand grasping the back of the chair slightly bulged the blue veins. He opened his thin lips and his voice was calm like water. "I know. Mom, rest assured."
Only then did Mo Wanru feel that she had pulled back. Her face looked better, and she went out with the servants haughtily.
However, it was clear that Lan Xi had not recovered yet.
Mu Yichen remained silent and continued to sit down beside him. He quietly picked up a book and read it.
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