Xia Yuan looked up in a hurry, "Shiche..."
Moh Shiche, as if he hadn't noticed her at all, spoke while staring at Luo Qiangwei, "Why aren't you washing the vegetables? Are you afraid to wash them?"
"Exactly," Luo Qiangwei propped her cheeks with her hands and looked up at him with a cheeky smile, "How about you, handsome, help us out by washing them? If they're clean, I might reward you with a fragrant kiss..."
Before she could finish speaking.
Moh Shiche suddenly stepped forward, leaned down to wrap his arms around Luo Qiangwei's waist, and pressed her onto the grass, kissing her deeply.
"Mm, you..." Luo Qiangwei hadn't expected that he would take her casual joke seriously—and kiss her on the spot, especially with others around!
She struggled angrily, but the man's muscular body pinned her down, his hands interlocked with hers at her sides, kissing her passionately and obsessively.
