"Wait, I really have something to say, and I even helped you change your clothes and washed your face for you, so you should at least listen to what I have to say," she argued. There should be a limit to mocking someone, had he gone too far? Qu Tan'er's small face flushed with anger as she surged forward, stretching out her hand and pressing against the door, preventing him from opening it.
"You have something to say?" Mo Liancheng was not in a hurry, looking at her indifferently.
"Yes, I don't have much to say, just a small matter, you..."
"If it's a small matter, then it needn't be hurried."
"Wait, I haven't finished speaking." Qu Tan'er blocked the way again, firmly blocking the door, not allowing Mo Liancheng to step out even half a step.
"What this prince says is never repeated."
"But what I say is also never repeated."
