Small theater——
"Baby, come here." Mouting
"No!" Moujia
"My dear, if you can't come over, then I have to go over~" Mou Ting slowly approached Mou Jia
"You! You! Don't come over!" Moujia stepped back step by step
"Baby, you can't escape~" Mou Ting trapped Mou Jia in the corner and clasped Mou Jia's hands with his right hand.
"Qian Geting! Let me go!" Moujia looked directly at Mouting with slightly angry ice blue pupils.
"I won't let go!" Sensing the anger and alienation in Moujia's eyes, Mouting unconsciously increased the strength of her right hand.
"It hurts!" Moujia's eyes were covered with mist.
"I'm sorry! I... I lost control again... Baby... I'm sorry..." Mouting carefully hugged Moujia
"Let me go! Let me go! My hands are bruised by your pinching!! Find me some medicine!!" Moujia kicked Mouting on the left calf.
"Yes!... I... I'm going to find medicine!" Mou Ting ran out in a panic
"Qiange... Ting... You... Idiot..."
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