"Don't be so polite if you don't mean it. If you've got the guts, stop running and have a fight with your auntie!" The woman frowned slightly, her mood worsened by the handsome guy's words.
Though she knew the handsome guy was quite capable, she believed he couldn't beat her.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be fleeing like this.
"You damn woman! If Master Mastiff gets mad in a bit, even I'd hit myself. Believe it or not, I'll press you down and do you a hundred times! A hundred times!"
"Come on! If you want to do me, then come on, beat me, and I'll spread my legs for you!"
"Whoa! Is this for real?" The handsome guy's eyes sparkled with excitement. He was amused. Is there really such a good deal in the world? He spared a glance back at the woman and couldn't help but notice her fair skin, slender and graceful figure. Imagining pressing her down and having his way seemed quite thrilling indeed.
"Pff!"
