Ye Qingyin was taken aback for a moment, blinked, and a rare blush spread across her cheek, "No, shameless!"
Then she ran off.
Yang Gang was also in a cold sweat.
Against the strange gazes around him, His Majesty the King also had a burning sensation on his face, a feeling of embarrassment he hadn't felt for a long time.
"Ah, the modern champions are really precocious! But, speaking of which, Susan's development is really impressive, she's clearly only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, but her breast development has far surpassed many adults.."
With this thought, the sense of touch behind him became more obvious.
For a moment, his hormones seemed to have signs of surging.
"Damn, Amitabha, Amitabha, she's just a child, it's a sin, a sin~"
He quickly took Susan to a less crowded place.
"Hey, you can get down now. You need to have some boundaries when messing around, otherwise, I'm really going to get angry!"
