Ou Zun crossed his arms, smirking wickedly as he looked at Qianxun on the bed, visibly flustered. "Fair is fair," he snorted, "do you think I'd let your underhanded tricks rob me of my rights?"
Just kidding, since buying this dress he wanted her to wear it, but she had always refused to put it on.
She was the one who insisted on a one-on-one fight today, and now she was on the receiving end of his figurative firepower.
He wasn't going to let this opportunity pass.
She was putting on that dress today, whether she liked it or not. If she refused, he'd tear off her clothes and make her wear it!
Hmph!
Mù Qiānxún balled up her small fists in the sheets, looking at him indignantly, "I didn't cheat, am I that kind of person? Clearly, you're the cheater. You were on the brink of losing just a moment ago, how did you suddenly win? You obviously tricked me!"
Ou Zun spread his hands, displaying an "I won fair and square" expression.
