Yan XI: “Get lost while I’m still in a good mood!”
Zhang Zixiang weighed the pros and cons and was not very satisfied. “Don’t get angry out of embarrassment. How am I Bad?”
He really wanted to force a kiss on the wall and let the other party feel his super high tongue-stopping technique. Maybe he could turn the tables.
However, besides the young man who spoke, there were a few other young men who stopped. Clearly, they were all trying to save the damsel in distress.
This made him a little afraid. He did not dare to go forward for fear of being beaten up.
“All of you, get lost. I have a conflict with my girlfriend. All of you, mind your own business!”Zhang Zixiang warned.
However, as soon as he said this, the back of his collar was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Before he could react, a fist landed on his face.
