It felt as if time was dragging on, and the distance seemingly vast. Finally, at some moment, Yang Gang's hand reached its destination.
Repeating 'Amitabha' countless times, Yang Gang's mind was still overtaken by hormones.
The moment Gu Ran was touched by Yang Gang, her mind went blank. When she came back to her senses, she realized that this bastard's hand was wandering off task!
Wasn't he supposed to be catching the cockroach?!
Gu Ran wished she could slap him but remembered her earlier promise and held back. Her face flushed red, she clenched her teeth, her body trembling slightly. Then, through gritted teeth, she spat out a few words: "Please, catch the cockroach."
"Oh." Yang Gang's raging blood finally cooled down, and his "golden right hand" began to search for the cockroach.
The escaping cockroach seemed particularly wily. Despite Yang's efforts over ten seconds, he still couldn't catch it.