This person's mouth is poison, truly poisonous.
But no matter, right now, the little shrew is in high spirits, so it wouldn't hurt to let him curse a few times.
"That's not it."
"Then what is it?" the man countered.
"It's because I wanted to argue with you," Jiang Muwan answered truthfully, her icy paws still trying to latch onto him.
But Gu Jiangnian stopped her.
"You wanted to what with me?" This person, unsure whether he just didn't hear clearly or was surprised by the response, asked again.
"I wanted to argue with you," Jiang Muwan said again.
Is it cold?
Cold.
The Capital is much colder than C City, especially in this deep night inside the parking lot.
Without her lipstick on, her lips might have already frozen to a purple hue.
This shivering person, upon seeing Gu Jiangnian, just wants to stick to him.
Reserved?
No, no, no, life is more important, life is more important.
