"As long as you're aware!" Baili Xia glared at him, angrily.
Mu Xiaojiu chuckled softly, his body pressing closer to hers.
"Not only can I say it, I can also do it. Want to give it a try?"
"You...!" Utterly shameless to the point of absurdity!
"Try anything funny again, and I won't show you any mercy!" She pushed the bracelet against his waist—wasn't he afraid?
The bracelet contained a sedative needle. With just a gentle press, she could knock him out instantly. Did he really have no fear?
"This bracelet is too troublesome. Have your friend improve it later."
Before she could react, Mu Xiaojiu's large hand had already gripped her wrist, lifting her small hand.
She said nothing, yet silently stared at his face in the darkness.
Even though she didn't want to admit it, she had to concede that his way of thinking was unmatched at times.
If he said the bracelet could be better, then there surely were areas for improvement.
