"Da Luoluo, hurry up, it's my turn!" Gu Xiaoer urged.
"Damn it!" Han Luoxi looked at the glaring couple. Not only did they torture her, but they also found twisted ways to disgust her!
Han Luoli cooperated seamlessly, sometimes holding Gu Xiaoer, sometimes lifting her up, sometimes guiding her punches, working smoothly and happily together.
After a round, Gu Xiaoer's little face was all flushed. Watching Han Luoxi being utterly defenseless, her lips bleeding, Xiaoer finally felt a sense of satisfaction.
Don't be fooled by how clumsy Gu Xiaoer usually seems; under the guidance of a master like Han Luoli, every move landed perfectly on Han Luoxi.
Fortunately, Han Luoli controlled his strength very steadily and gently, so Gu Xiaoer didn't need to worry about the little one in her belly.
"Ah—" Han Luoxi fell down over and over again, got up repeatedly, and fell down once more.
It seemed like she was attacking just to fall down.
