"Come, throw me. Don't be petty after you're done with it."
Ye Shaoguang frowned.
Ji Mianmian caught his confusion. She bent over, pushed her head through his arms, and held both his hands to put it on herself. "I said, are you a man, I'm letting you throw me, do it then."
Ye Shaoguang's expression was extremely dark. He had met people of all kinds, but someone like this—who did not act according to a plan and was extremely crude—was his first time meeting.
Ye Shaoguang's body was pushed back a few steps by Ji Mianmian. He shouted angrily, "Scram!"
Ji Mianmian looked up. "Nah, it's you who asked me to go, it's you who did not want to throw me so don't blame me. I gave you a chance and you did not take it, it's not my fault."
