After reciting the passage, she paused, then turned to glance at him: "Did you understand what it said?"
Ruan Tianling's deep eyes stared at her, he smiled, "Do you think you're my mosquito blood or a mole on my heart?"
Of course, he understood the sarcasm in her words.
She was mocking him, treating her like mosquito blood after marrying her and treating her like a mole on his heart after divorcing her and getting engaged with Yan Yue.
He found the words were really quite good, but they didn't apply to him.
Jian Yufei smirked sarcastically, "Why don't you ask if you're mosquito blood or a grain of rice in my heart?"
"Then who is your moonlight and mole?" Ruan Tianling immediately countered.
Jian Yufei put down the book, got off the bed, and walked to the balcony, "Definitely not you."
Ruan Tianling narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was a bit gloomy.
Jian Yufei put her hands on the railing, looking down at the white doghouse with a tree as tall as a person.
