The Battle of the Cuckold (2)

"Are you scraping here?"

Ma Li: "Damn it! You took more than a hundred punches from me and didn't even get hurt? You're too strong."

"Even a cat can't be kill by you with a hundred punches, right?!"

"As expected of a man who has been my man." Ma Li rushed up again. "He's worthy of me taking him seriously!"

Chen Yu: "..."

"Whoosh!"

This round, Ma Li finally exerted her full strength. Between her punches and kicks, the air was rustling.

After exchanging a few blows with her, Chen Yu realized that Ma Li's fighting style was very strange.

Her lethality was not enough. She was good at borrowing strength and dodging to the max. Moreover, she was particularly clingy.

Otherwise, he would not be able to hit her. Even if he hit her, his strength would be reduced. It always felt like a sticky candy sticking to his body.

What was even more uncomfortable was that she would clamp around his waist from time to time.