Yan Zao saw that Lan Mu was still so calm, and an uncontrollable surge of irritation welled up inside her. She lifted her knee, but could only jostle Lan Mu's butt.
Using Lan Mu as a fulcrum like this, she pulled on the straps with all her might.
Lan Mu took a deep breath, exhaled, and quickly resumed breathing.
Yan Zao just pulled hard.
It must be said, those straps were quite sturdy, not even snapping from such tugging.
The quality really was beyond reproach.
"Are you trying to strangle me or what?"
Finally, Lan Mu couldn't take it anymore, grumbling through gritted teeth.
Yan Zao released her grip and sarcastically retorted to Lan Mu, "Isn't Team Blue's captain asking for this himself?"
He was the one clamoring to wear a dress.
If she didn't know how strong he was inside, she would surely be worried that he had lost his mind from the doping scandal. Otherwise, why would he volunteer to cross-dress?
He was always so proud and keen on showing off.
