Shen Qianshu did not listen and just rolled herself up. When Ye Ling pushed her, she opened her blurry eyes and was in a state of daze. She suddenly laughed and hooked his chin. "Wow, where did this beauty come from? So handsome."
"… " Ye Ling was dumbstruck.
A beautiful face like the bottom of a pot!!!
Shen Qianshu wrapped herself in the blanket and got up. Her long hair was in a mess. She looked like she had a chicken nest on her head. Her eyes were filled with stars as she looked at him. "Beauty, why aren't you talking?"
She held Ye Ling's face with both hands. With great joy, she kissed his left and right sides and hooked his chin, forcing the beauty to raise his head. A bandit atmosphere of a playboy teasing a beauty was created.
"Beauty, which mountain top are you from? Report your name. I, Master Qian, will carry the dowry. I will bring you back to marry and let you become my madam and the wife of the head of the bandits!"