Shen Jinghua's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stretched out his palms to grab her breasts. Shan Niang, who had a background in martial arts, immediately protected her breasts with her hands, took two steps back, and looked at her in shock: "Daughter, grab my breasts." What to do?"
"To verify your identity, I suspect that you are a man." His burly figure, deliberately high-pitched voice, rude manners, and vulgar conversation were all things that made her suspicious. But it was a pity that she almost died just now. The breast attack was successful. As long as she touched it, she would know her identity. What a pity...
"You suspect that I am a man and you are bullying me. I won't play with you anymore." Shan Niang stomped her feet coquettishly, then walked away pretending to be angry.
