"Hehe, finally can't keep calm anymore..." Xing Nong pinched Luo Ye's arm and whispered in her ear: "Your Commander Ye is really something, he stubbornly held on for over an hour without glancing at you once."
"What are you talking about, make another joke like that and I'll strangle you!" Luo Ye's hand reached for Xing Nong's waist.
"Don't, don't, don't, those iron pincer hands of yours must be related to crabs, or at least have similar genes, spare me, please!" Xing Nong begged with a pained expression: "I won't joke anymore, isn't that enough!"
Luo Ye let go of the soft flesh she had already pinched in her small hand, glared at the other person, and quickly got up while also kicking someone's butt: "Get up!"
"Demon, Luo is a Fascist, bullying me." Xing Nong looked at Yaoguang with a pitiful face.
"Serves you right!" Yaoguang got up and patted her butt: "Do you want me to kick you too?"
