Little White Flower caught Longyuan by the arm with her thin hands to dislodge his vice grip, but Longyuan stubbornly held on.
"Hahaha… Stupid flower, cry! Why are your cries getting softer?"
Longyuan smiled wickedly, using his other hand to gently pat her cheeks, looking no different from your usual black-hearted, despicable brat.
"Sob… No…"
Little White Flower was embarrassed, fearful, angry, and miserable… but all she could do even as all those feelings jumbled together was cry helplessly.
"Hahaha…"
Longyuan laughed in pleasure, and started to clap Little White Flower's tender cheeks firmly this time, making her cry even harder.
"Hahaha… That's the spirit! Louder now!"
Longyuan exclaimed while laughing sinisterly, sweeping his other hand all over her… though he felt nothing except, for a part that differed from his at her lower body.
He reached out to touch it.
