Try, try for other uses?
What kind of nonsense is this?
Mo Zhaozhao was even more nervous, stammering, "W-what other uses, don't mess around, w-what did you just ask? I'll answer you, is that okay?"
"Too late!"
He said lightly, leaning forward slightly, his lips gently touching her pink lips.
Bang...
A few bolts of lightning flashed through Mo Zhaozhao's mind, her eyes widened suddenly, countless emotions appearing in her eyes, and her face instantly flushed red.
The next moment, she reached out to push him hard, actually managing to push him away a bit.
"Shameless, frivolous, scoundrel..."
She vigorously wiped her lips with her sleeve, glaring at him with frustration and anger. Her gaze was filled with panic and unease, like a frightened rabbit.
Clearly wanting to scold him harshly, but lacking words, she repeated the same uninspired phrases over and over.
