C236 The trouble of the tempest of tempest

"Don't pat my head." Chen Qingyun normally did not argue with Chen Mu, but this matter was extremely firm, "I am a man, how can a woman touch a man's head!"

"I touched it, what about it?" Chen Mu Mu Mu Mu wasn't afraid of him at all, and after finishing his words, he rubbed the other party's head once more.

Chen Qingyun's head was full of black lines as he grabbed her hand