Hearing this, He Qing rolled his throat and looked at He Xi with dark, indiscernible eyes, sighing with words on the tip of his tongue that he chose not to release.
Huo Mang and Lu Xirui also exchanged covert glances, both opting to silently watch how things unfolded.
At that moment, Yun Lih's lips lifted slightly, his gaze upon He Xi carelessly arrogant and indifferently cold, the epitome of unruliness.
They say the one who flirts first is at fault, and indeed, the ancients did not deceive me!
Li Qiao pulled the man's hand down from the top of her head and smiled lazily, "Miss He, truth or dare, no problems, right?"
He Xi didn't speak, her breathing slightly rushed, and her eyes fixed on the Double Row Arhats, unable to believe it at all.
"A bet acknowledged must be honored, she has no problems, Miss Li, how would you like to mete out the punishment? Just say the word!" This was He Qing speaking on behalf of He Xi.
