"Lu Xiaoyou, don't talk nonsense!" Long Yinghua roared lowly, full of breath.
Lu Xiaoyou covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with surprise, her eyes innocently fixed on Long Yinghua:
"Could it be that I saw wrong? Isn't it black lace inside the Executive Director's trousers??"
Long Yinghua gasped for breath in anger.
Did Lu Xiaoyou really have to loudly emphasize again what she was wearing?
Now, Lu Xiaoyou looked curiously at Long Yinghua's trousers with full interest, seemingly intent on pulling them open to take another look.
At the same time, Lu Xiaoyou made another move against Long Yinghua!
Yan Nanxun, seeing the two engaged again on the arena, crossed his arms over his chest; he too had burst out laughing when Lu Xiaoyou had cried out.
Yan Nanxun glanced at Long Xiliang in shock and asked, "Is this the sure-win technique you taught Lu Xiaoyou??"
