"No, you should still call me Yu Mo," Yu Mo said completely oblivious to the mood, "When you call me Brother Mo, I get goosebumps all over."
"I won't, I must call you Brother Mo," Jing Shasha said, clutching his neck tightly, "When we get married, I will definitely be sweet and clingy, whether at home or in front of others. I'll give you face and let everyone know that I'm the one who insisted on marrying you, no matter what, so no one can laugh at you for marrying into our family."
Yu Mo felt a headache coming on: "Can't you just not mention those two words?"
Jing Shasha buried her face in his shoulder: "You clearly mind those two words so much, so why are you still marrying me?"
"With you like this, who else would marry you if not me?" The rest of the sentence, Yu Mo left unsaid.
What if someone else marries you and bullies you?
If Jing Shasha were without flaws, he naturally wouldn't worry about being bullied by her.
