"Little beauty, did you ask me to come and see you?"
Inside the small yurt, a guy with a head full of braids was swinging his braids, grinning from ear to ear.
To be honest, if this person wasn't so short, he could be considered a handsome man.
When she saw this short fellow, Feng Xia reflexively stood up from the wool blanket.
However, a silver light flashed in mo Bao's hand and pressed heavily on the other party's shoulder.
Feng Xia's beautiful face suddenly paled and her eyes became vigilant as she shouted,
"What do you want to do? Don't forget, you're the young master of this tribe. "
Mo Bao's face flashed with pride as he said,"
"What do I want to do? Didn't you ask me to come? Why is it that you're asking me what I'm doing here? Look at how nervous you are! I'm just not used to your height. Let's sit down and talk, so my neck doesn't hurt. "
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