At this moment, the crowd's minds were filled with infinite imagination and snide remarks, even envy, jealousy, and hatred, yet the scene between Leng Yichen and Xu Mengying was completely different.
With two fingers outstretched, he suddenly pinched a pinch of flesh on Leng Yichen's lean waist, and in the next second, twisted it into a mighty braid.
"Rip…" It was a genuinely painful sensation!
Leng Yichen instinctively gasped, glaring angrily at Xu Mengying, who was headbutting him, "What are you doing?" Damn it, it nearly killed him with pain.
"Who is your woman!" The next second, Xu Mengying's voice rang out beside Leng Yichen's ear, gnashing her teeth; she felt like eating his heart out.
If it weren't for the fact that he was the vice captain of their team, her actions would have been far from light just now.
