The tattooed man's expression turned ugly when he saw that she was pretending to be confused.
"You just said that as long as I beat him up, you would add me as a friend."
Lu Xiaoya blinked. "Did I say that? I think I said it depends on your performance."
The tattooed man was a little angry. "I've already beaten him up to this extent, and i'm still not performing well?"
Lu Xiaoya pointed at his face. "But you're also in this state. Aren't you too weak? I won't add such a noob as a friend on WeChat."
The people in the carriage all found it funny.
This should be the outcome of bootlicking, right?
In the end, he had nothing.
The man was completely furious. "Are you f*cking kidding me?"
Lu Xiaoya curled her lips. "It was you who wanted to be a bootlicker. I didn't ask you anyway."
"Stinky b*tch, you…"
The man instantly went berserk and slapped her.
"Ah…"
