"A handsome forehead?" Mo Nanjue furrowed his brows. What kind of compliment was that?
"Yeah, yeah," Tong Ran fully launched into flattery mode, nodding as she spoke, "Not only is your forehead handsome, but your entire body is flawless, everything is attractive..."
"Oh?" Mo Nanjue raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"That's right, you're without imperfections, your only flaw is that you're too perfect!"
The man narrowed his eyes. "Say that again."
"I said your only flaw is that you're too perfect!"
"Say that again."
"I said your flaw is you're very perfect."
"Say that again."
"I said your flaw is perfection."
"Say that again."
"Do I need to keep saying it?! I've already said it three times! You're just full of flaws!"
