Liu Mang was really into it, slapping Wu Lina one after another, dealing with her.
"Looking for trouble with me, huh? Flirting with me, right? You think just because you're pretty, every man should spoil you, hold you, love you? Well, I don't like you one bit."
Liu Mang had also drunk quite a bit; his head was a bit messy, but for some reason, the more he hit her, the more excited he became. He couldn't stop his hand as Wu Lina cried out loudly.
Another slap from Liu Mang, and Lin Ziyan burst in, making his head instantly ache.
This was truly a sight for sore eyes; how could Lin Ziyan have walked in on such a scene?
He was troubled, but Wu Lina didn't even have the time to feel troubled; her mind was already in chaos, and she wasn't feeling good at all.
She didn't even realize that Lin Ziyan had come in.
Lin Ziyan listened with her ears perked up, her complexion getting even uglier.
