Shen Mo said nothing, just looked at her and smiled. That smile made Wei Ling feel guilty for a while. He stepped forward and pulled Shen Mo's sleeves, changing the topic in a smart way: "The day after tomorrow is Ling'er's birthday. Does Shen Mo have a surprise for Ling'er?"
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you call me brother Shen Mo today?"
"In the future, Ling'er will be born with a hairpin. Since he is born with a hairpin, this brother cannot scream. If he screams, Ling'er's seniority will be lowered."
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