Zhang Qinfen glared at Li Yingying with annoyance.
She cursed inwardly, "Xiao Long is still inside, how do you expect me to talk?"
Li Yingying, preoccupied with showing off, didn't notice her embarrassment.
She patted Wang Xiaolong on the shoulder, "See, this woman is so flirty! After seeing you, she's so surprised she can't even speak."
Wang Xiaolong sneered, "Yingying, it's not that she's too surprised to speak, but that she simply can't say anything at all."
"Ah?"
Li Yingying was taken aback, she had been standing in the distance and only saw Zhang Qinfen squat down, not noticing what happened after.
Now, looking down, she saw Zhang Qinfen with her cheeks puffed out like a croaking frog, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Right, that's how you should handle this woman!"
"She's quite skilled, I guarantee she can make you very happy."
Having said that, Li Yingying also squatted down and, in a few moves, pulled off Zhang Qinfen's thin top.
