"Alright, stop picking on Qin Hao. He didn't provoke you. Can't you see he's already annoyed?" Xia Mengchan reminded.
Lin Luyao couldn't help but pout. She said with a sour face, "You woman, all about romance and no humanity, actually defending this stinky man. I'm really disappointed in you. Don't forget that I let you have him."
By now, they were so familiar with each other that they didn't mind discussing such topics.
With a smile that was not quite a smile, Xia Mengchan said, "Well then, I'll let you have him back. Why don't you serve him tonight?"
"No way."
Lin Luyao jumped, quickly waved her hands, and then said with a face full of disdain, "I don't fancy him at all. My ideal hero is a peerless warrior. He will come to marry me in a blaze of glory, wearing golden armor and riding on a multicolored cloud. Not this guy."
