"Worrying about nothing, the Korean players are already scared stiff, just do your best." Xiao Zheng comforted her with a gentle smile.
In the following matches, there were wins and losses on both sides. Because of Guan Xiaobai, both teams were fiercely competitive, using every possible means.
Finally, it was Chu Xiaoran's turn to compete.
She felt jittery and looked to Xiao Zheng for help.
"What should I do, what should I do? Think of something quickly."
Xiao Zheng shamelessly hugged her and kissed her on the forehead.
"Hmm-ah"
In that instant, Chu Xiaoran, like a lit firework, jumped to her feet, pointed at Xiao Zheng's nose, and scolded angrily, "How dare you, servant! Taking advantage again, you shameless thing!"
"Hehe, is Little Lord Ran very angry? Yes, that's it, that's the spirit, fierce! Go on, it's your turn." Xiao Zheng watched Chu Xiaoran, burning like a little chili pepper, and firmly pushed her onto the stage.
