Picking Her Up By The Waist

In contrast to Lancelot's joy, Luo Ye had a sad expression on his face.

Lancelot had been smiling and secretly happy. Luo Ye, who had been eating bitterly, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Laugh, laugh, laugh, what's so funny!

Didn't she expect him to be sad?

"You little bastard! You actually want to beat me up? I'm your uncle, your elder. Try beating me up!"

Lancelot was in a good mood. When he heard that Luo Ye wanted to beat him up, he put on a fierce face and acted like an elder.

If Luo Ye wanted to beat him up, he had to have the ability.

Otherwise, it was still uncertain who would beat up who in the end.

"So what if I beat you up? If it wasn't for you, Yangyang wouldn't be my cousin! I can pursue her without worry and she will be my wife in the future! It's all because of you. Now, I can't even like her. Let alone beating you up, I want to kill you!"