This sentence made Su Yuan feel inexplicably embarrassed, and her face instantly turned red. "Uncle, don't, don't call me baby, it's weird."
They didn't have that kind of relationship, so why were they calling each other names?
"Oh, alright then," Mo Ting said thoughtfully, "should I call you babe?"
Su Yuan said as she shook her head, "This, this isn't too good either."
Mo Ting's expression turned ugly, "Little Yuan, I'm pursuing you, and you've agreed to it. You have to at least give me a chance to express my love for you, right? I think babe and baby are both very nice to listen to."
Su Yuan was speechless.
Express his love? She recalled the overbearing kiss in the dormitory three weeks ago.
At that time, Mo Ting's gaze was scary; it was as if she was a delicious roasted suckling pig and he was so hungry that he could swallow her whole in one bite, not even leaving her bones.
