Emperor Quan's smile receded, and he appeared startled for a moment before he pursed his lips and nodded affirmatively, "I will!"
Zhan Se's heart softened slightly, her small hands wrapped around the man's sturdy waist, ready to continue with her artistic vibe and fully enact a scene filled with romance, emotion, and deep affection. Suddenly, she heard a teasing voice laced with laughter coming from above.
"Just kidding! Who wouldn't panic losing such a big lump of juicy white meat?"
What the hell!
Going straight from Heaven to Hell, Zhan Se snorted fiercely, staring at him furiously. After a moment, she couldn't help but laugh again and started to punch him hard.
"Go away, Surname Quan, you really have the air of a bastard... no, the air of a king unchanged!"
