Lu Meng yelled "ouch" as she held onto her aching head.
She pouted, looking like a bullied little wife, and glanced at her with resentment, "Sis, it hurts!"
"Well, you tried to run whenever you saw me, and I got a bit carried away. Just forgive me, okay?"
Lu Meng: "..."
Whimpering, my sister is bullying me!
However, as she relaxed, Qiao An saw her neck she had been shrinking earlier. Without the collar to cover it, the fresh love marks were completely exposed in her view.
"Ah!" Lu Meng screamed, hands clutching her own neck tightly as her face turned beet red.
Her ears started burning.
She stammered, "Sis, you... you listen to me, it's not what you think."
"Not what I think, huh?" Qiao An glanced at the marks and ranted, "Is Song Yunchi a pig or something, how did he root all over you like this?!"
Those shocking love marks, are they supposed to decorate her with a strawberry necklace?
Honestly... so ravenous!
Lu Meng seriously explained, "He's not a pig; he's a dragon."
