"Red!"
"Is it red?"
Feng Yeqing suddenly didn't react.
Her gaze subconsciously followed the direction of Wang Chao's pointing finger.
"What!"
Immediately, her shrill scream echoed.
Oh my god, she actually forgot she was wearing a short skirt today, and just gave Wang Chao a downward chop without noticing, thinking he would be taken down. But this bastard was still standing there, perfectly fine.
Now her leg was draped over Wang Chao's shoulder like this.
But naturally, her little skirt was stretched wide.
From Wang Chao's angle, all he had to do was look down gradually to get an unobstructed view up her skirt.
"You stinky rogue!"
Feng Yeqing shouted, hurriedly took her leg off Wang Chao's shoulder, squeezed her thighs together, and then cursed through gritted teeth.
"What the hell! Can you stop making a fuss for no reason? It was clearly you who started it, and now you play the victim first! Blaming me?"
