The car was driving on the road. It was a little quiet inside. The car was particularly crowded because of the passengers, and a strange aura was spreading.
"Why did you suddenly drag out? It's still early!"
Leng Rongrong finally could not help but ask.
When Mo Linyuan dragged her, his face was so gloomy. It was terrifying. She did not dare to speak.
"Don't get so close to other men!" Mo Linyuan's face was dim, and his dissatisfaction was blatant.
"Who am I even close to?" Leng Rongrong recollected her thoughts, but she did not feel she was very close to anyone.
Mo Linyuan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Leng Rongrong with a pair of dark eyes. "Do you think you're not close enough? Do you want to sit on that man's lap? Or do you want to stick your face to his and cling to him?"
"Ah, are you referring to Jiang Ting?" Leng Rongrong reacted, "That doesn't count. We grew up together."
