He reached out to grab her hand, but Shen chengjing suddenly dodged and raised her foot to kick him in the stomach.
"Hiss." Qiming did not expect her to be pretending to faint.
He was stunned to see her stand up. Her delicate little face was like a midnight elf in the dark room. There was no fear in her eyes, but she was staring at him seriously.
"A soldier? Soldiers do this kind of business too. It seems that he's a deserter. " She laughed coldly and stared at him with a burning gaze.
Qiming stood up straight. Her kick just now was like an ant's bite to him. It didn't hurt at all. However, the woman in front of him stood in front of him without a change in her expression. It was as if this was her territory. She had an imposing aura.
"You are the deserter." Qiming's eyes were filled with anger as he clenched his fists.
