Right then, she turned her gaze to Jing beside her, silently venting all her grief and indignation through her eyes.
Just at that moment.
Jing suddenly winked at her, the corners of her lips curling into a "dark" smile.
Lin Muxue's heart thumped wildly; her instincts screamed that something was about to go down again!
Immediately after.
Jing quickly switched back to a pitiful, doe-eyed look, lifted her face and said, "Lord Tang Song, we really know we were wrong. To show our sincerity, in my bag… I even brought some tools for 'punishment.' I hope we can earn your forgiveness."
Lin Muxue: (◯Δ◯∥)?!
Tang Song picked up the large tote Jing had placed on the corner of the table; it felt heavy in his hand.
He pulled open the zipper and glanced inside, his breath catching for a moment.
He had to admit, under Jing's constant "guidance," he really was getting a bit twisted.
Mainly because Jing was just way too damn fun!
