standing upright, storm looked at leng qinglei like a giant.
leng qinglei was speechless.
are you still coming?
hadn't he been thrown enough?
"you can throw me, but don't throw me in that direction, okay?" leng qinglei had already given up on resisting. he pointed at a pile of cacti.
it didn't matter if he was thrown over his shoulder, but he would go crazy if he was thrown into a cactus again.
"don't hit my face, i live on my face!"
leng qinglei said with a straight face. then, he saw the light in storm's eyes. it seemed to be excited after hearing leng qinglei's words.
leng qinglei's hair stood on end. he seemed to have said too much.
he shouldn't have said so much nonsense.
she quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late.
he was lifted up by storm, and with great skill, storm threw leng qinglei out like a basketball, causing her to land face-first on the ground ... inside a cactus!
"ah, my face!"
leng qinglei screamed as she got up.
