After hesitating for a while and seeing that Yue Hong gave him no room for negotiation, Wu Xiaoshan had no choice but to comply with her request and once again move behind her.
Damn it, I'm not a pushover you can just squeeze as you please.
Having said that, Wu Xiaoshan circulated the Spiritual Power within his body.
He channeled it directly into his arms and firmly embraced Yue Hong from behind.
Instantly, the color drained from Yue Hong's face.
Wu Xiaoshan's arms, like two iron rods, clamped around her body, nearly leaving her gasping for breath.
"When encountering a 'color wolf' who embraces you from behind, don't panic. Try to calm him down with words, and then seize the opportunity to kick backward fiercely with your legs."
In Yue Hong's mouth, Wu Xiaoshan was directly labeled as a 'color wolf.'
Just as her words fell, she fiercely kicked towards the top of Wu Xiaoshan's foot.
Wu Xiaoshan was only focused on holding her tight, preventing her from breaking free.
