Huanhuan was stamping her feet in desperation, she tapped an empty soda can on her head. "Just say it! The devil is really getting angry, you're done for."
"But I can't say it out loud, there are so many people out on the field!"
"What's so hard about saying it, goodness, it's driving me crazy, it's not a big deal, just say, Gu Shaocheng, I'm your woman. How many words is that?" Huanhuan loved this kind of drama, she wished she could rip her mouth open and let the words fly out.
Chenxing tried for a long time, but still sighed: "I can't, I can't say it."
Seeing Gu Shaocheng's steps getting bigger and bigger, moving farther and farther away from herself, she felt her heart shaking, now feeling anxious and embarrassed, her face turning red.
Huanhuan paced in a circle, "Why can't you say it, why can't you say it? Ahhh, it's driving me crazy!"
"I just can't say it." She wanted to cry.
"Just say, Gu Shaocheng, I'm your woman! Just like that, imitate me."
