You XiaoMo glances cautiously at Ling Xiao. This is a demure maiden ye. And a beautiful one at that. Although he wants wants to say that he doesn't mind, he remembers how terrifying Ling Xiao was yesterday when he said the word like, so he doesn't dare. A maiden is indeed precious but his life is even more precious.
Thinking like this, You XiaoMo coughs deliberately, looking apologetically at Mu Yao, "I'm sorry, but we would rather not."
The smile on Mu Yao's pretty face almost crumbles. This young miss of great beauty sharing a table with you is already a great honor and you actually dare to say you would rather not? Of course, this is all said on the inside. If it wasn't because she has an ulterior motive, she would have flipped the table long ago. But seeing that the roundabout way is not effective, she also doesn't intend to continue with the charade. Plunging the knife straight in, "I have something to discuss with the both of you."
Behind her, the corner of Elder Yun's mouth twitches. He knows that the young miss is about to lose her temper.
You XiaoMo is surprised. Didn't this demure maiden come to eat?
"This, we don't seem to know you."
Mu Yao smiles as she says, "Well, now you do."
You XiaoMo really can't grasp what this demure maiden wants to discuss with them. Furthermore, he feels that the one doing the discussion should be Ling Xiao so he immediately looks meaningfully at Ling Xiao, "You're up!"
Ling Xiao receives his signal, amusement becoming even more apparent in his eyes. He languidly narrows his eyes and says warmly and amiably to Mu Yao, "I know what you want to discuss but I'm very sorry. There's no more."
Mu Yao opens and closes her mouth, unable to utter a single word for some time.