Chapter 393

Chapter 393 - I Hate You

“I say, what kind of phone are you always playing with?”

Meanwhile, he took a shower and then went to check on Mu Sizheng.

When Nong Mobai emerged from the bathroom, he saw Mu Sizheng lying on the bed, engrossed in his cellphone.

Damn, he was just bothering me to catch up. Now that I'm done playing with his lousy phone, what's the point? If I didn't engage in that kind of activity with him, Mu Sizheng wouldn't dare look at me like that!

After being tormented the whole day, Nong Mobai was in a foul mood. Mu Sizheng didn't even try to console him, which made Nong Mobai feel extremely unbalanced.

Nong Mobai frowned and swiftly approached the bed, bent down, grabbed Mu Sizheng's phone, and casually tossed it aside.

“Is the phone really that fascinating? Mother told you to keep watching, but you didn’t even look at me?”

Mu Sizheng, suddenly deprived of his phone, looked at him with an impassive expression.

Seeing Mu Sizheng's face, Nong Mobai felt a surge of anger and wanted to slap him. His mouth twitched in frustration. for new novels

This damn man, how can he have so many expressions as if to kill his mother or something?

Nong Mobai was furious. How could Mu Sizheng not see that? In fact, he was laughing inside, but it didn’t make him happy.

Nong Mobai didn't know why, but he suddenly stared at Mu Sizheng's strong arm. The muscles on his thighs were quite impressive and powerful too.

This man's physique was much better than before! He must have trained a lot!

Under Nong Mobai's blatant stare, Mu Sizheng raised his eyebrows and asked, “You like my physique that much?”

“Who likes it? I was just curious.”

Nong Mobai looked disgusted, but in truth, he liked it a lot. However, when he thought about how Mu Sizheng's body tormented him every day, he felt a chill down his spine.

The oppressive feeling of being unable to resist made Nong Mobai somewhat fearful.

This guy's physique is great, but in that aspect, he is too frightening. I really thought he would kill me.

“Don't exercise anymore.” Nong Mobai said very seriously.

How could Mu Sizheng not understand what was on Nong Mobai's mind?

“What is it? Are you afraid that I'll get addicted and won't be able to control myself if my physique is too good?” he asked with a smile.

“I'm addicted to your grandson, I just freaking hate you.”

He raised his head and glared fiercely at Mu Sizheng. It should be the words in his heart, not a joke.

After all, Mu Sizheng constantly attacked him, and he was going to become a shadow in his heart.