"I want you," Qiao Fei said.
Understanding his intentions instantly, Lu Yan lifted her foot to stomp his foot.
Fortunately, Qiao Fei reacted quickly and dodged it, or else he'd be in great pain.
"Look at you. Which woman is as violent as you are?"
"But you like violent women, right? You don't like the pretentious ones, right? Otherwise, you'd have slept with Amy."
"Slept with her? I'm not that hungry." Qiao Fei's lips curved up a bit.
"They all say men think with their lower bodies. Do you think I'd believe you? While you were in Russia, you must have enjoyed yourself with Russian girls who have big breasts and big butts, right?" Lu Yan teased him.
"Give me back the body armor, you ungrateful girl."
"Hahaha! Shame on you! How can you ask back the thing you gave out…" Lu Yan mocked him.
"Shame on you! You bully your fiancé with a smirking face."
