"Oh lord, I was wrong."
Ji Xinyan pleaded for mercy, but her feet didn't stop moving. Even though Lin Baici was holding her ankle, she kept playfully kicking him.
The kicks were so light that they didn't come across as angry, but more teasing instead.
Eight-pack abs, huh?
Double-door fridge, huh?
I'll stamp my mark all over you!
Ji Xinyan's mouth curled into a playful and delighted smile; clearly, the interaction felt like a snowball fight, making the little miss exceptionally happy.
Lin Baici actually regretted grabbing Ji Xinyan's ankle.
Doing this kind of thing in public didn't seem very appropriate.
Since Ji Xinyan was incredibly attractive, some men nearby were sneaking glances at her, which made Lin Baici gain some attention too.
Actually, Lin Baici misunderstood. Some guys were checking out his muscles, and some girls were admiring his body and looks.
