Luo Jian pulled on her messy clothes.
“We’re even.”
Luo Jian paused and slowly raised her head. Her peach-shaped eyes narrowed dangerously. “Little god of flowers, you took advantage of me, and now you want to be even?”
Ming Shu took out a fruit from her sleeve and sat on the table next to her. She stepped on the stool and the god of flowers came online.
“Don’t try to be a good girl after taking advantage of me. It’s my loss, so I touched you. Why Don’t I Touch You Again and call it even?”
Luo Ju:”...”
Is she a woman?
I’ve never seen such a shameless woman!
Calm down!
Calm down!
It hasn’t been a day or two since she was shameless.
What’s there to make a fuss about!
Luo Ju suppressed her anger and slowly fastened her clothes.
“No one has touched me since I was born. Little Flower God, shouldn’t you be responsible for me?”
“I have touched many people since I was born. If everyone makes me responsible, wouldn’t I have 3,000 concubines?”
