"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Chen Nan pushed her away, he'd suspected this girl wouldn't let him off easily, but never would he have thought she'd be even more shameless than him...
Ji Yueshen wiped her tears, continuously sobbing, "Chen Nan... you actually did such a thing to me in the grove, I'm only fifteen."
"I said I don't like you, yet you forced me to the ground with brute strength, you pervert!" Ji Yueshen was heartbroken, sobbing with snot and tears.
"You even said you'd be good to me, love me for a lifetime, and only cherish me."
Ji Yueshen was crying and began to hiccup, Chen Nan was dumbfounded, looking at Liu Tiantian and a dozen or so Demon Gods. Damn, is acting meant to be this hardcore, these tears come on cue.
Lingxiao Pavilion's sixth floor fell silent, except for Ji Yueshen's complaints, everyone seemed to fall into a state like clay sculptures and wood carvings, as if petrified.
