Sweet torture

Liancheng Yazhi's face darkened. Good fellow, look at what you're saying!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Yan, I'm going to flip you over. I haven't dealt with you for a few days, and you've already learned how to flip the roof over, right? do you really think that I can't deal with you with one hand?"

Rong Yan shivered, and her hand, which was acting like a hooligan, trembled a little.

To be honest, Liancheng Yazhi's strength was much greater than hers. If he had not deliberately given in to her, how could she have pressed down so smoothly?

If he was serious, he would be able to take care of her even without using his hands.

Rong Yan chuckled, and the expression on her face quickly turned into a flattering look. She stroked Liancheng Yazhi's chest a few times with both hands to calm him down. "Calm down, you really can't take jokes. You can't even take this, do we still want to continue playing? How can we be good friends?"

Liancheng Yazhi-_-!