Not to mention, it's unclear whose it is, it looks as though it hasn't been used in a long time.
Unexpectedly, Luo Qiangwei reacted violently, forcefully slapping his hand away, "Don't you touch it! This is Dull Mo's!"
Dull Mo.
That name... what a dimwit.
Upon hearing it, Mo Shiche initially felt a subtle sense of cuteness, but when he thought it belonged to another man, his face darkened, and he forcibly grabbed her wrist. "The toothbrush is very dirty, throw it away. If you want to brush your teeth, go to the bathroom."
"No! Don't you dare touch it!" Luo Qiangwei struggled to free herself from his embrace, shaking her head like a rattle, "It's not dirty, not at all, it's Mo Shiche's, it's what he used... I... I like him the most..."
Mo Shiche leaned down, lifted her chin, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that I am him?"
