Yang Jian was right; Wang Dadong understood Long Qiuyu's personality too well to let those security guards kiss her. When he saw that only two were called up, he naturally knew what was going on, which is why he didn't vie for the spots.
"Instructor, can I not do it?" The two tried, but the mere sight of the other's face disgusted them, let alone kissing; they pleaded with sullen faces.
"Sure,"
The female instructor nodded, but before they could celebrate, she continued, "Then let's switch to an hour of combat training with me."
The men's faces twitched, "Damn, a kiss won't kill us, but an hour of combat training with a violent female instructor, now that could be deadly."
The two had no choice but to go through with the kiss.
"Anyone else want a live demonstration?" Long Qiuyu's beautiful eyes swept over the crowd.
Everyone avoided Long Qiuyu's gaze, damn it, who the hell wants to kiss a man.
