Li Yanling was getting anxious, but she let Liu Zheng think that their relationship was just that of artillery comrades-in-arms, a purely "platonic" friendship.
But now, Li Yanling wanted to escalate things.
Liu Zheng was somewhat at a loss, yet the Golden Cudgel still slipped out.
Li Yanling, looking at the man in front of her and his Golden Cudgel, seemed to suddenly recall what she had just told Liu Zheng – that their relationship was one of mutual non-interference between a man and a woman.
So, she immediately retracted her aggressive attitude and said, "You see, seeing your handsome face, I've forgotten what I just said. Our relationship should be a platonic one between a man and a woman."
"Right, our relationship should just be a platonic one between a man and a woman. Don't you think so, big sister Li? Isn't that right?"
"Damn it, is Liu Zheng launching a sneak attack? He's getting in without making a sound now?"
"How about it, you like it?"
