Chương 607: Untitled

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Eleven paused in her heart and seemed a little lost as though she had no idea what he was saying. Her lost look was especially adorable. Mo Ye buried his head in her neck, his muffled laughter ringing by her ear, making her blush.

How could he be so shameless?

She knew very well she was not his match and slightly panicked before she tried to calm down. "I do not know what you are saying," she said with a straight face.

Mo Ye was not angry. He hugged her in a doting manner and ran his slightly calloused hands around her ear and gently laughed. He seemed to enjoy this lazy yet somewhat intimate atmosphere. Eleven was most afraid of people touching her ear because it was somewhat itchy. As said person was Mo Ye, she felt it even more and tried to hold his hand in a panic so that he would not anyhow run his hands around her.