Jia Manyun slightly raised her chin, her beautiful eyes filled with mockery and pride.
"What can I possibly do to you?"
Ming Ge subtly savored these words, her red lips forming a smile, "Then just watch closely, Jia Manyun."
The girl leaned in, drawing close to whisper each word deliberately into her ear.
Even though she was utterly annoyed, even though her arm was being pinched painfully, the smile on her face bloomed vividly.
It was like a mandala.
Beautiful, seductive, yet poisonous.
Exuding a frightening allure.
Jia Manyun felt a shiver in her heart.
As soon as the girl finished speaking in an extremely soft voice, the very moment her words ended, her other perfectly free hand swiftly and cunningly captured Jia Manyun's wrist that was pinching her arm!
With a deft twist of her wrist.
"Ah..." Jia Manyun winced in pain, her fingers involuntarily loosening their grip.
