Trap
編集者: Henyee Translations
The soldierly beauty immediately humphed, and the palm she stretched out changed to a slash, striking out at Ling Han's pulse.
The palm landed, and Ling Han's right arm instantly sank. However, his fingertips still grazed the soldierly beauty's chest.
All of a sudden, a dead silence fell.
"I say, brother, you've already gone mad, but your flirtatious nature hasn't changed at all." The large black dog immediately clicked his tongue in amazement. It was obvious that he was deliberately trying to attract animosity.
However, Ling Han didn't know this at all. He instinctively counterattacked, and didn't realize at all whether his enemy was male or female.
Hearing these words, everyone's expressions turned from shock to fury.
This was too much, too much, to actually dare make a move on their goddess! F***, are you faking it, and deliberately taking advantage of her?