"So what do you want to do? How about I let you touch it twice, two to one, and we call it even?"
Yang Yan looked at the woman and said with a slant.
Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, the woman first froze, then angrily said:
"Pfft! Who wants to touch you?"
"Oh! If you don't touch, I'll leave first. But let's be clear, I let you touch, it's you who didn't want to. We're even now."
Yang Yan said this, already eager to bypass her and leave.
"Uh..."
She looked at Yang Yan, who walked away briskly, and couldn't quite react, standing there stunned.
She's grown up and never experienced such grievance before.
First, a man groped her, and that man totally ignored her and left.
The key is she knows the man's skill; if he truly wants to leave, she can't stop him.
Thinking of this, she felt aggrieved and squatted down, crying softly.
Yang Yan, already ten meters away, was celebrating his cleverness when he suddenly stopped.
Crying already?
Are you kidding me!
