Her face instantly turned beet red, just like a ripe tomato.
"I... you..."
Liu Qingcheng opened her mouth, her face flushed with embarrassment. For some reason, she didn't immediately jump away, but instead relaxed the tension in her legs and sat down in Lu Ping's lap.
"Lu Ping, what's pressing against me? Take it out! You're not hiding some kind of creepy prop to prank me, are you?"
A second later, Liu Qingcheng said with her eyebrows furrowed.
Lu Ping gasped, hissed, and gripped Liu Qingcheng's waist with both hands, telling him to stay still.
"You think I'm as petty and boring as you, always pranking others?"
Lu Ping said through clenched teeth, visibly annoyed.
This silly girl, over twenty years old and still so clueless, truly beauty without brains!
Liu Qingcheng parted her cherry lips, visibly angry: "You're the one who's boring, you're the one who's petty! Hand over the prank prop right now!"
Lu Ping helplessly rubbed his forehead, his face exasperated.