Seeing Chu Ruo Lin leave, Chu Yi finally felt a huge relief in his heart.
As long as this woman was not around, he would once again be the happiest and most handsome guy here.
Little Fatty cursed at Chu Ruo Lin's back, wishing he could run up to her and throw a few more insults.
But that could only be a thought; in every aspect, Little Fatty was no match for Chu Ruo Lin.
If she walked around carrying Little Fatty like a little chicken, it would be too embarrassing to watch.
Chu Yi now didn't have time to pay attention to Little Fatty; all his thoughts were on getting down from this tree as quickly as possible.
Hanging from this tree and being seen by anyone was a disgrace.
"Damn it, how is this thing tied so tightly?"
Chu Yi struggled hard a few times, not only failing to loosen the ropes but also making them even tighter.
Little Fatty came over, took a look at the rope, and chuckled with a sneer: "Without my help, I bet you couldn't break free from this rope at all."
