"You little brat, I'm gonna kill you!"
Rampaging Ye Yanran, absolutely terrifying!
She reached out, grabbing Weng Shuang directly, and started to torment her.
"Ah! Yanran, let go, it tickles..." Weng Shuang struggled desperately, yet she was merely a rookie with no strength to resist, nowhere near being a match for the ultimate evolution of a tiger mother like Ye Yanran.
"Humph, letting you go isn't that easy! Today, I'm definitely going to teach you a lesson." Ye Yanran frowned, continuously tickling Weng Shuang's armpit.
How's that brat Zhang Fan?
The damned bastard, if I don't hack him to death, consider it merciful.
And you dare mention him in front of me!
"Hahaha!" Weng Shuang was losing ground, almost going crazy.
"Yanran, think about it, my Fan is handsome and dashing, without a flaw to pick.
