"Mu Tang, you really have too much time on your hands." Ning Zhen walked over and dropped a hand onto Mu Tang's shoulder.
"I do not. How am I idle?" Mu Tang frowned at Ning Zhen. He was right in the middle of talking to Mo Xian, so what did this guy want?
Not idle? You do nothing all day long. Mo Xian thought this to herself, keeping it unsaid as she looked at Mu Tang, who was so righteously claiming he wasn't idle. The guy certainly had thick skin.
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