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Hearing Mo Ran's question, Wang Hao rubbed his nose and said, "Yuan Ye said he's taken a fancy to you. Sooner or later he's going to get you, tie you to a tree, and take turns on the big rice!"
Before Wang Hao could finish speaking, Mo Ran's eyes widened with anger and she yelled, "Scram!"
Wang Hao had an innocent expression on his face as he muttered, "It wasn't me who said it, it was Yuan Ye. Why are you glaring at me!"
Mo Ran rolled her eyes and retorted angrily, "Hmph, you men are all the same, never a good one among you!"
"I'm the good one, okay? Spit, I'm not a 'thing,' spit, I am a 'thing,' spit... Forget it, I'm not talking anymore!"
Seeing Wang Hao's comical expression, Mo Ran couldn't help but shake with laughter.
After a bit more idle chat, Wang Hao dropped Mo Ran off at Lin Shihan's apartment building.
