Mo Nanjue refused to be kicked and kicked back instead. The two kicked back and forth until their legs were almost broken. In the end, Mo Beiyan took the initiative to move away a bit, "Enough, you're not even human when you get violent!"
"I'm not human, and you're still talking to me?"
"You..." Mo Beiyan's lips twitched, "Fine, you win!"
Mo Nanjue's thin lips curved up, confidently retracting his leg, answering the previous question, "Not mute when facing you, do you have a chest or something?"
Seeing him finally willing to engage, Mo Beiyan rolled his eyes with a smile, "Okay, Master Ran has a big chest, I admit defeat."
Unexpectedly, Mo Nanjue's handsome face darkened even more upon hearing that, "Say that again?"
"Master Ran has a big chest, I admit defeat, any problem?"
"How do you know she has a big chest?" Mo Nanjue's eyes turned colder, glaring at him fiercely, "Have you touched it?!"
"..."
What kind of logic is that?!
