Mo Liuxi's hand that was watering the flower slightly shook.
Why were these words so familiar? He thought for a bit. Were they not what he said to Chi Shengxu a few days ago?
"You are saying the exact words I said to Chi Shengxu to me." Mo Liuxi placed the watering can down and straightened his handsome face. "Your memory is indeed very good."
Yan Su felt a hint of danger in his displeasure. She felt that her words might have been too hurtful. After all, it wasn't his fault that he couldn't sing well. Sometimes it was innate.
"While I don't sing well, it's not like Chi Shengxu does either," Mo Liuxi indignantly said.
"He sings alright." Yan Su couldn't help herself and nodded her head once.
What could he reply now?
He angrily pulled her toward him and forcefully bit her lip once. "It's better if I accompany your singing."
