Feng Zhijiu looked at the man's hand that was still holding her wrist. She felt that this brazen man deserved a beating. But his body hasn't recovered yet, and she can't beat a handsome man like him. So unlucky! She finally gave up.
"Alright.. I won't leave you here, so can you let go of my wrist?"
Xie Yuya smiled proudly and slowly released her wrist. Didn't forget to eat more of her tofu.
'…. Can I beat him?'
She sighed and looked the man up and down. He felt her gaze and asked bashfully, "Do you like what you see? Do you need my help to show you more?"
"You..!"
She choked on his words, waved weakly and rubbed between her brows. What bad luck she picked for herself last night, ah.
"What's your name?" She asked him while sitting back on the boulder, without looking at him.
