"It's you!?"
"It turned out to be you??"
As soon as the two spoke, their expressions became complicated.
When Qin Hao grabbed her neck, he felt it was very slender and weak, so he concluded that it was a woman. However, after pulling down the veil, he didn't expect to meet an old acquaintance again—Butterfly, the young assassin.
Qin Hao's gaze immediately turned playful as he smiled, looking at Butterfly, and then said, "Tsk tsk, little girl, who are you planning to assassinate this time? With your delicate appearance, you're just walking into trouble yourself."
Listening to Qin Hao's teasing, Butterfly angrily responded, "Hmph, take this!"
After she spoke, her body twisted as if boneless, and her long jade-like legs kicked directly at Qin Hao. However, Qin Hao caught her legs with one hand and placed them in front of him.
This made the position between the two even more suggestive.
Butterfly stood in a split, her leg raised high, while her body clung closely to Qin Hao.
