Nangong Xiao: "..."
"Di Yimo!" Nangong Xiao couldn't help but want to shout at him, but didn't dare to be too loud, so she lowered her voice threateningly, "If you don't let go of my hand!"
"If I don't let go, then what?" Di Yimo interrupted Nangong Xiao, "Miss, how do you plan to punish me? Kiss me into submission or sleep with me?"
Nangong Xiao's face instantly turned red like a shrimp, dammit, what was Di Yimo saying?
Nangong Xiao was so shocked by Di Yimo's words that she didn't know how to respond; she just stared at him with a red face and wide eyes. It took a long while before she stuttered, "Your girlfriend is still next door..."
Speaking of which, it's strange, Zhao Meiqi seemed to have endless things to say with the person next to her. She kept her back turned to the two of them, chatting with someone else, and truly hadn't noticed what Di Yimo and Nangong Xiao were up to.
