Pejialuo, who had nowhere to run, asked him: "Mo Qingtian, what do you like about me?"
What do you like about her? Well, there must be a reason for liking it. So...
"I like the way you bite your lip when you feel wronged."
"I love how clumsy you are and how you can do anything."
"I like your stubborn temper that will kill you if you don't become strong despite being weak."
"I like that you care about me even though you are obviously afraid of me."
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"Also, I like the way you look like you have nowhere to run and are about to bite me."
He was helpless. In this hunt between the beast and the little white rabbit, no one thought that the beast had nowhere to escape.
Because he has the skin of a beast.