"What!"
Nangong widened his eyes, his tone filled with shock and fear.
My butt is on fire?
Now that he was aware of this fact, he suddenly felt his butt getting even hotter.
His legs trembled as he shouted, "Xiao Poor Thing, hurry up and slap the fire out for me!"
"You wish."
Xiao Poor Thing hummed, outright refusing.
"Damn it! If the team leader told you to do it, would you dare refuse?" Nangong called out in grief and indignation.
Xiao Poor Thing said with disdain, "The team leader is afraid of fire? Just like you are afraid of bamboo?"
"You damn fluff, is it so strange that a panda doesn't eat bamboo? Then you eat a mouthful of shit and show me!"
"Believe it or not, I'll blow on your butt and make the flames burn even fiercer?"
"You..."
"Any more lip?"
"..."
Nangong was so rebuffed by Xiao Poor Thing that he was left speechless.
Most importantly, his butt was too hot, he was desperately anxious, and he had no time to argue with her.
