Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-Three
"Brother Zhao, look at him! He peeked at my butt! And he even touched it with his hand just now."
This chick wasn't ordinary. Seeing Long Xiaoshan's disdainful face, she felt annoyed and immediately clung to her chubby boyfriend, putting on a pitiful look as if someone had taken advantage of her.
God damn it.
Long Xiaoshan was utterly dumbfounded.
When the hell did I touch your butt.
When the chubby man heard that his woman had been taken advantage of, he pointed at Long Xiaoshan furiously and said, "You damn loser, you dare to touch my girlfriend? Are you looking for death?"
Long Xiaoshan retorted, "Touch your sister! I wouldn't even care to touch your fake silicone-stuffed ass even if I was given the chance. Are you out of your mind? Don't stand in my way, I need to go upstairs."
"You, who are you calling silicone-stuffed, Brother Fatty, look at him! He's insulting me, boo hoo hoo~~~" The spicy chick shouted in a panic.
