Translator: 549690339
MO Nianchen and Li Shengxia were walking on the road when a high school student carrying a school bag suddenly rushed over and bumped into MO Nianchen on purpose. The milk tea in his hand spilled onto his white shirt.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Did I dirty your shirt? Um, give your number. I’ll return it to you after I’m done…”
Li Shengxia was speechless. What a lousy way to strike up a conversation. Drunk. You’d better give up on this idea. This person in front of you can be as cold as he wants. Let alone asking for a phone number, it’s difficult for him to even give you a look!
However, before Li Shengxia could finish complaining in her heart, MO
Nianchen smiled at the high school student before her.
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