Where was she a goddess? She was clearly a "goddess-reject"!
Last time in South City, she didn't go on this drunken rampage.
Shen Dang regretted letting her drink so much.
He really wanted to dump her out of the car.
And scold her? How annoying!
Qiao Xi, clawing her way towards Shen Dang, was yanked back by the seat belt, and she dropped a fierce line, "You treat me so harshly! I'll have my husband kill you!" With that, she spoke quite clearly.
She furiously slapped her hand down, only to hurt herself.
"Wuwu...my hand." Gazing down at her palm, she rubbed it with her other hand.
Rubbing didn't hurt.
Shen Dang almost burst into laughter at her antics.
She spoke as if he were some brigand.
Shen Dang lifted Qiao Xi's chin, his voice laden with seduction, "And who is your husband?"
As if this drunkard could remember anything.
"My husband, my husband..." Qiao Xi tilted her head in thought, "Who is my husband?"
