"Pfft..."
Xiao Zheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the bed, closing his eyes, lamenting, "Go find your supreme handsome guy. I need to sleep and let time heal my wounded soul."
"Hey!"
Chu Xiaoran yanked him up again, comforting him, "Ah Zheng, don't be sad. If it comes to that, you can be the backup."
Damn it.
Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes and continued to play dead. Damn it, me, the mighty Heavenly Net Master, reduced to being a backup.
Alas, beauties are tough to handle these days.
"Xiao Ran, I'm not going to be the other woman; you might as well give up on that idea."
"Uh..."
Chu Xiaoran gritted her teeth, placing her hand on the soft flesh of Xiao Zheng's waist, performing a 360-degree rotation without dead angles.
"You're just a tiny servant, was I giving you too much credit? Get up now!"
"Alright, nemesis."
Xiao Zheng exhaled a breath and sat up leisurely, eyeing the changed Chu Xiaoran.
