Ding Jiaqi reacted quickly. She reached out and slapped Lu Jin hard across the face before anyone else could respond, her eyes red as she cursed, "Pervert! Bastard!"
The slap made the faces of all three men at the scene turn grim.
Lu Jin was furious, his anger palpable. "Are you crazy? Is your brain filled with water? If your brain is really filled with water, I suggest you go to the desert." Was it his fault? Ding Jiaqi had pounced on him herself.
Besides, he wasn't even interested!
"You… you…" Ding Jiaqi was so enraged that tears started to fall again. She cried, aggrieved, "How could you treat me like this? I… I wasn't wearing any clothes, and you actually dared to take advantage of me…"
Lu Jin sneered coldly, "Oh, so you know you weren't wearing clothes?" But by now, his anger had made him forget about it. As he spoke, he quickly took off his camouflage jacket and tossed it to Ding Jiaqi.
