Yang Guang was displeased when he heard that. He turned around and glared at Mu Xiaowan. "I don't like to hear that. Although I don't have a mustache, I have hair elsewhere!"
"You, you, Scoundrel!"
When Mu Xiaowan heard that, her face instantly turned red. She even stuttered when she spoke.
Yang Guang looked at her and asked innocently, "I said I have armpit hair. How would that turn me into a scoundrel? What are you thinking about?"
Mu Xiaowan did not know how to refute.
She realized that she couldn't win against this glib-tongued guy, so she simply shut up and didn't speak anymore!
Yang Guang chuckled and also stopped when things were good.
The car drove from the south of the city to the north of the city and finally stopped at the parking lot of a building.
