The Most Despicable Is the Most Invincible

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." In the dressing room, Zhao Yu held Miao Ying in his arms and laughed wildly. "In order to celebrate my defeat of the world champion, how about a kiss?"

Miao Ying pressed Zhao Yu's mouth with her hand as she scolded him, "I'm afraid that there will never be another more despicable than you! How dare you claim that you beat the champion?"

Zhao Yu sighed. "Alas! What more can I say? Did you want Sangrove to beat me to death? That would have made you a widow!"

With that said, Zhao Yu grabbed Miao Ying's waist with both hands. Miao Ying squealed, then wriggled out of his hug.

She then pouted her lips as she scolded him, "Can't you be even a little serious? After all, you hit my dad! As his daughter, I can't sit just back and turn a blind eye to that, can I?"

"Okay!" Zhao Yu then took off his boxing gloves and started to take off his trousers.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Miao Ying stared at him in disbelief.