"Oh, I'm really sorry, I really was drunk. It's rare for one to be drunk in life, and today I was happy, so I didn't use my mana." Wang Xiaoqiang was a bit puzzled. Why did Lin Xianshu care so much about this issue? It was just a touch, not a big deal. Besides, the more it was mentioned, the more embarrassing it became. Didn't she know that?
"..." Lin Xianshu didn't answer; it was evident that she was still brooding over the incident. Wang Xiaoqiang chuckled. "Xianshu, why do you care so much about your chest? Sooner or later, it will be mine anyway..."
Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish his sentence with the word "touch," Lin Xianshu had already turned around, her fists clenched, and lunged at Wang Xiaoqiang. "Keep talking, and see if I don't beat you up~~~"
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong," Wang Xiaoqiang pleaded for forgiveness.
