The man coolly gave her a sidelong glance. With a squint of his eyes, he said in a low voice, "I think you're mistaken about something."
She was surprised. "What?"
"It's not 'despise' but 'dislike', instead. Of course, it's with the exception of dog meat."
With that, he gave her another meaningful glance. His words, in fact, carried a little threat.
To be honest, he really did not eat dog meat; he just wanted to scare a certain, foolish woman!
Clearly frightened by his words, she hurriedly asked, "What do you want?! What ill intentions are you harboring?! You won't really do anything to Little Zhezhe, right?!"
He lifted a brow. "I haven't done anything yet, but even if I do eat it up, what can you do about it?"
In her hurry, she unexpectedly blurted out, "D*mn! Then, I'll eat you up!"
The man was surprised by her words. He then revealed a teasing yet evilly charming smile. "Well, I'd like to see how you'd do that."
