"Jiang Yao." Lu Xingzhi held the gun with one hand and pressed the top of her head with the other. At that moment, he was not polite at all. "Don't provoke me! If you provoke me again, I'll pin you here!"
Then, he looked at the person in his arms, who stared at him blankly for a few seconds. It was probably a few seconds later that she realized what he meant. She quickly let go of him as if he was on fire and retreated several meters.
"You pervert!" Jiang Yao's ears were red. Could he not think about that kind of thing all the time?
Could he speak properly?
Could he let her act coquettishly?
Could he let her act shamelessly?
Is he one of them?
Did he understand it?
She could ask him if he did.
"Who pounced on me for no reason and provoked me?"
Lu Xingzhi snorted.
"Provoked you?"