Mu Yurou looked at me with slightly red eyes, her gaze seemed to carry a peculiar emotion. Seeing this, I cleared my throat and said, "Well, you provoked me first, you know. I was just striking back properly, so don't try to frame me."
Mu Yurou glared at me fiercely, but her teary eyes didn't carry much force: "You talk as if you're so high and mighty. Don't tell me you didn't feel anything, your little tent down there says otherwise."
I was stunned for a moment, and as I followed Mu Yurou's pointing finger downwards, I indeed saw a small tent had been pitched below me. I felt my face instantly flush with heat, damn it, when I put on this suit today, never in a million years did I anticipate this situation.
Seeing my embarrassed look, Mu Yurou couldn't help but snicker: "What's the matter, the only thing tough about you is your talk, isn't it? Look how honest your body is."
