Nan Feng looked at his brazen smile, which persisted despite being rejected, and couldn't help but mock him, "Where did that notorious hooligan from the past go? Clinging to a woman all the time, what kind of boss is that?"
The more Nan Feng didn't speak, the more Tuoba Lie laughed after she finished, "A street gangster can't be infatuated? A boss can't have love? Could it be that you think leaders like us from Jianghu should be surrounded by women, changing them as quickly as we change clothes?"
Nan Feng didn't want to continue talking to him, but he blocked her way again, so she had no choice but to stand still.
Tuoba Lie shamelessly moved closer again, "Could it be that you really miss that old boss Fu? Fine, let me show you."
Thus, before Nan Feng could react, Tuoba Lie suddenly picked her up.
"Hey, you..."
"A boss has to be domineering, right?"
"..."
