Molly coughed softly. She cleared her throat and said seriously, "I'm... not that good-looking..."
Christopher snickered, "You know yourself quite well."
Molly was lost for word.
She was right. Christopher would never miss such an opportunity to mock her.
She felt the barbecue in her mouth became tasteless.
But it didn't matter. She could take it well as she was strong.
Molly took a deep breath, smiling, "Yeah. You have to know yourself very well if you want to live in the world."
"You go with me," Christopher demanded.
"Why?"
Molly felt that Christopher was self-contradictory. After commentating on her face like that, he even asked her to go with him.
Christopher explained very succinctly, "It's less likely to cause misunderstandings if you go with me."
"What do you mean?" Molly felt there were implications in his words.
"Think about it."
Then he took two kebabs from Molly's plate after seeing his empty plate.
Molly was still thinking about his words. Seeing he was taking the kebabs, she quickly got the plate closer to her so that he couldn't get them. But she failed.
And he was enjoying the barbecue in front of her.
Molly was speechless.
Molly pulled her eyebrows together, glaring at him. Then she kept thinking about what he had said.
Suddenly, she understood it.
"You..." She pointed at Christopher angrily, "I'll cast you off! Go with you? No way!"
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