Ye Fei raised her hand to block, but failed to do it. Song Yanxi's kick was hard. She grabbed Ye Mo's shirt at the elbow, pulled it with a "rip" sound, and rolled away with it, rolling around on the ground.
Crowd: (⊙o⊙)
They're just fighting for a man...
Was there any need to escalate to this level? It was like a war zone!
This was not just a love rival, but a nemesis!
"Fei'er!" Eleven stood up.
He was about to step in, but Jiujiu stopped him: "Forget it, you'd only end up being the one who gets beaten."
Song Xiuxia stood there, observing the situation, and started walking towards Ye Fei.
Without any obstacle, Song Yanxi, who was on top of Ye Mo, smiled at him: "You're mine now."
Suddenly, Ye Mo squinted his eyes, casting a terrifying look. He fiercely grabbed the hand that was about to tear his shirt, his grip was hard. Song Yanxi's eyes changed too, sensing the unusual strength.
