"Master~~!"
"How do you think we should respond to their overtures?"
After Xiao Meiying had explained everything, the final decision was given to Yang Hao.
As Yang Hao was feeling Xiao Meiying's curves with one hand and stroking his chin with the other, he spoke thoughtfully, "Since they are so sincere."
"We might as well... go with the flow."
"They want to grovel, don't they!"
"Then let them grovel thoroughly."
"There's nothing I lack, Yang Hao, especially not money."
"Heh... heh heh... hahaha...."
For some reason.
When the image of those submissive Koreans begging him appeared in Yang Hao's mind,
Yang Hao couldn't help but laugh more wildly.
Xiao Meiying also seemed to share Yang Hao's imagined scenario and couldn't help laughing along heartily with him.
There were times when she too reveled in acting recklessly in familiar places.
"Hey!"
"You two going crazy, don't disturb me, alright!"
