Wen Wan instantly snapped back to reality and hurriedly pushed the man away, straightening the stray hairs by her ear, a bit flustered, "Um, you're thirsty, right? I'll go get you some water."
Mo Siluo closed his eyes and clenched his fist, just as the woman was about to leave, he abruptly pulled her back, "He's old enough, can't he get his own water to drink?"
"But..." Wen Wan naturally knew Xiaoguai's sudden appearance was certainly not to have her pour him a drink.
"Mom, you're not even together yet, and he's already treating me like this; if you two really get together, he'll definitely abuse me," Xiaoguai interjected just in time.
Wen Wan immediately withdrew her hand, seemingly regaining a sliver of reason.
That temper of Mo Siluo's was about to explode, but fortunately, he was still able to hold back, a must. Glaring at the little lightbulb at the door, he gritted his teeth, "You, come here!"
