Zuo Mo didn't know what to say and remained silent.

The room suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was awkward.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Pu Yao and Wei were bombarding heartlessly.

"You want to talk, talk more, strike up a conversation, do you understand?"

"Zuo, how can you impress a woman like this? You have to talk, talk more."

"Shame! What a shame! Why do I have a useless student like you? You can't even talk to a woman!" Pu Yao was furious.

"Zuo, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Wei Xunxun persuaded.

"What did you say?" Zuo Mo said helplessly.

Pu Yao and Wei suddenly became speechless.

After a moment, Pu Yao raised his head, frowned and said: "Weather? Hobbies? Ideals? What do women like? By the way, the legion commander is a woman, what does she like?"

Wei also showed an expression of hard thinking: "What does the master like... Let me think about it... Wait! I remembered it!"

"What?" Zuo Mo and Pu Yao asked in unison.

"Fight!" Wei's face glowed with excitement: "Master likes to fight the most! Fight, keep fighting! Master said that only fighting can make her excited and trembled. Only fighting can she feel that she is different from those mediocre people.

Vulgar powder is different! Well, what is vulgar powder?"

"Describes a woman who is not classy." Pu Yao explained with a deep expression.

"Is Princess Xia a vulgar fan?" Zuo Mo asked.

"Of course not!" Pu Yao and Wei replied in unison.
Chapter completed!