She shook her head, tightly holding onto his waist, like a koala bear.
The drunkard staggered to his feet, "You boy? Haha... Just like your mother, there's a duck for every slut. So young and already a plaything; I'll pay you... Make me happy...."
Kang Qi's eyes turned icy cold in an instant, he stepped forward and kicked the drunkard in the stomach, sending him flying several meters away, "Get lost."
Yan Xing was so scared by the cold aura he released that she shivered, and the next moment, he picked her up by the waist and left in big strides.
"Are you a good person or a bad person?" Yan Xing nestled in his arms, looking up at him.
"If you think I'm a good person, I am a good person. If you think I'm a bad person, I am a bad person."
"What kind of answer is that...."
Yan Xing pouted her lips: "Fine, I'll think of you as a good person and hope you don't disappoint me."
