"Not looking for you!" Qiao Mu shook her small head, then looked at Mu Liangde, who was sitting at the same table as Duan Yue.
Mu Liangde stood up and then gave the little girl what he considered to be an uncommonly refined and tasteful smile. He asked amiably, "Little Miss is looking for me again?"
Duan Yue directly pursed his lips at him!
Who was looking for you? The little miss was looking for you because she wants to beat you to death!
"Mhm, looking for you!" Qiao Mu nodded. "What number are you!"
"I am number 82!" Mu Liangde said with a good-humored smile after taking a look at the number in his hand.
He was not afraid of this tiny thing. Even if the little fellow said that she was going to beat him to death on the day of the competition, he only treated it as listening to a joke.
What kind of joke was this!
