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Seeing the beaming Zi, Sheyan sighed and said.

"Looks like I have to use my trump card."

Zi snorted disdainfully.

"As if you have any trump cards left."

Before she had even finished speaking, Sheyan had moved over to her side and squeezed next to her with a vulgar expression. Even through the coat, he could feel the sensation of her elastic thigh. Zi's body instantly curled up as she nervously exclaimed.

"What are you trying to do?!"

Sheyan looked at her with a naughty glint in his eyes.

"Take a guess. Maybe I'm just repeating something that I've done before."

Sheyan then moved close to her ears and said with an extremely vulgar expression.

"In such a narrow space, having high Strength is more advantageous than having high Intelligence and Spirit, don't you think?"

Zi awkwardly pushed Sheyan away and angrily exclaimed.

"How dare you!"