"Zhou Li, to your death!"
A crisp and delicate scolding struck like lightning, accompanied by Tang Wan's precisely aimed flying kick. Zhou Li deftly sidestepped, grabbed Tang Wan's delicate and clean little leg, and hoisted her upside down.
"Is it still timely if I kneel now?"
Like a little chick suspended in mid-air, Tang Wan voiced the question from the depths of her heart.
"Can't you have a little male dignity? Don't you know the saying, 'A man's knees hold gold'?"
Zhou Li was somewhat speechless.
"Then, as of now, I am a daughter."
Tang Wan blinked, heheing with a chuckle.
"Scram."
Zhou Li casually threw Tang Wan onto her own bed, glanced at the caterpillar-like girl scrambling for the blankets, and curiously asked, "By the way, what was Liu Gong's reaction when he saw you?"
"Stunned."
