Moh Shiche watched her expressionlessly, his eyes dark and dense, like a bottomless black hole, ready to suck her in at any moment.
Luo Qiangwei, having finished speaking, prepared to leave, but then suddenly turned back and approached him, her red lips pursed slightly, "Oh right, I almost forgot—to show my appreciation for you abandoning me on the side of the outer Fourth Ring Road last night and making me walk an hour until I vomited blood, I think I should make a gesture."
Then, fixating on his face, she elegantly lifted her leg... and fiercely kicked him in the knee!
She had evidently kicked with all her might, and a thud could be heard; Moh Shiche's face changed abruptly, and his eyebrows instantly furrowed from the pain.
"I've made my gesture, oh, I had a leg ache all last night, and now we're even."
Luo Qiangwei held her skirt and flashed him a flirtatious smile, her slender and graceful figure quickly disappearing down the corridor.
