This action was somewhat ambiguous, yet Zhuang Yuezhou could feel the sharpness in it.
Of course, Zhuang Yuezhou would not believe that Weilan would actually kiss him.
He was ironically unafraid and asked with a smile, "Really going to kiss me?"
"Kiss?" With a forceful grip, Weilan snatched his collar, her eyes tightening. Bending her leg, she aimed a thrust at his abdomen.
Zhuang Yuezhou was prepared and reached out to sway her away, but Weilan's hand suddenly let go and she pushed him hard forward.
Although Zhuang Yuezhou was on guard, he was still pushed back a step.
She hadn't expected Weilan's actions to be so swift, and executed in one smooth motion.
He thought Weilan would strike lower, only to realize she was feinting to mislead him.
Weilan stepped back and said with a cold smile, "Zhuang Yuezhou, if you speak to me with such frivolity again, I'll make sure you end up completely disabled."
