Mo Beiyuan still had that cold attitude towards Mu Qingli. He could not even be bothered to look at her.
However, Mu Qingli did not feel awkward at all. She swayed her body and moved closer to him.
Yun Ran wished she could lie in Mo Beiyuan's arms and cut off all contact between him and Mu Qingli.
Logically speaking, since she had already made it so obvious, anyone with a bit of insight would not stay here.
However, Mu Qingli seemed to be fighting for favor. One moment, she asked Mo Beiyuan if he was thirsty, and the next moment, she asked if he was tired.
Yun Ran wanted to say, "My fist is already hard!"
"Why would he be tired? You, on the other hand, have to play with so many male companions at once. You must be exhausted!"
Mu Qingli's expression changed, and she quickly explained.
