In the night, as Long Yutian and Xia Yanxin's figures, nestled against each other, slowly walked past on the beach, Xiao Mo was somewhat distracted...
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind her. Xiao Mo reflexively grabbed the other person's hand, skillfully pressed against their knee, crouched down sharply, and executed a judo throw, leveraging a small force to overcome a much larger one. The other person seemed to have not anticipated such a move and was thrown solidly without any defense.
"Ow... Xiao Mo, do you have to be so rough?"
When Xiao Mo looked closely, lying on the ground and moaning was none other than a disheveled Monica, still holding a rose in her hand, although the petals had been scattered all over due to the fall. The sight was truly amusing.
Xiao Mo laughed, "Who told you to sneak up on me?"
