C183 An Old Thing in a Box

"What?" Seeing that she did not say anything, Li Bei Zhen smiled slightly. He pressed his forehead against hers and spoke with a gentle voice, "Are you angry? "Then I'll wait for you to finish being angry before I continue speaking."

"I'm not angry!" Mu Yao laughed involuntarily. He brushed away the arm that he held up to avoid his burning gaze and muttered with red cheeks