Didn't she want to save the boy who was beaten? But why did she forget about this matter?
So Xia Yumo turned around again, pointed at the weak boy lying on the ground, and mustered up the courage to say to Yin Cheying: "Hey, let that boy go quickly!"
"I would like to ask you, who is he to you?" Yin Cheying looked at Xia Yumo with cold evil eyes, folded her arms and asked with interest.
"I just wanted to help someone when I was in trouble!" Xia Yumo replied confidently. Her cheeks were bulging with anger and she looked really cute.
"Then why do you think I will let him go?" Yin Cheying strode up to Xia Yumo, still looking like a noble young master.
"I..." Xia Yumo was at a loss for words, yes! Why would he listen to her and let that boy go?
"If you don't have the strength, don't show off!" Yin Cheying reached out and poked Xia Yumo's chest, with disdain written all over her face.
"Who said I don't have the strength? If you don't accept it, we'll challenge you!" Xia Yumo was obviously a tough talker. She was obviously scared to death, but on the surface she still looked like she refused to admit defeat.
"I never challenge a girl to a duel, otherwise others will say I am too weak to win." Yin Cheying waved her finger in front of Xia Yumo's eyes, with an evil smile on her lips.
"Then what do you want? You must be afraid, right?" Xia Yumo's eyes were rolling around, and she deliberately used the provocation technique.
"Ha, do you think I will be afraid?" Yin Cheying laughed evilly, then leaned forward slightly, half pressing on Xia Yumo's body, and then put his slender arms around Xia Yumo's body.
Slim waist.
To an outsider, the posture of the two people was really ambiguous to the extreme. Even Xia Yumo couldn't help but have a blush on her face, but she forgot to make any resistance.
Just when the atmosphere was ambiguous, a pleasant male voice suddenly sounded to the right of the two of them: "Shadow!"