No matter what, I can't be bullied by this jerk in front of others...
Forget it, it's not like I haven't been bullied by him before.
She took a deep breath, forcing back the tears in her eyes, and slowly moved in front of Chen Ye.
Chen Ye looked at her with a sense of despair, feeling a bit puzzled.
He had clearly just said to reach out her hand, was that so scary?
In the next moment, the wicked young lady did not reach out her hand, but blushing, with her eyes closed, she slowly turned her body and cautiously crawled towards his leg.
"You..."
Chen Ye guessed she was too nervous just now to hear clearly.
But before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Chuxi already lay on his thigh like a resigned little kitten.
She buried her burning cheek into the crook of her arm, not daring to look at Chen Ye, her waist slightly bending down, the round hips wrapped in the Taoist robe raised up.
A suppressed, broken sob came from the little girl: "Then go ahead and hit me..."
