Yu Weimin tilted his head in confusion, but he didn't want to make himself look like he was curious. His face was cold as he averted his eyes and looked outside the window.
If the man wanted to explain, he would do it without being asked.
Mo Qiang chuckled as he raised his hands and caressed the man's cheeks before forcing him to look at himself. "What, you won't ask me why I drew that talisman?"
Yu Weimin didn't say a word as he swatted the hand away and looked outside the window again, indicating he didn't want to talk. But how could Mo Qiang stay silent? His interest was piqued even more as he bent closer.
His lips went to the other's ears as he whispered, "If you beg me, I can tell you."
Yu Weimin still endured as he scooted away, sticking to the window.
Mo Qiang finally pulled the man into his arms and said, "Are you angry?"
"No."
"Then why don't you beg me?"
