"Please, don't mess around, I'm really not with Daoist Master Lin!"
The beauty felt Wu Xiaoshan's hand moving up from her waist and was about to cry out in panic.
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
After calling the police, Zeng Yu saw that Wu Xiaoshan was still holding the beauty and quickly stepping forward, grabbed his ear.
"Are you not going to let go?"
Zeng Yu shouted unceremoniously, and Wu Xiaoshan then sullenly released his hold.
He chuckled sheepishly and quickly begged for mercy, "Xiao Yu, let go, my ear is about to come off."
The moment Wu Xiaoshan let go, the beauty took off running for the door.
Seeing this, Wu Xiaoshan, regardless of Zeng Yu pulling his ear, reached out and grabbed the beauty's arm.
Realizing she couldn't escape, the beauty could only beg for mercy once again.
"I really have nothing to do with him, please let me go."
