Having been used to dealing with beauties, when it comes to situations of jealousy, Luo yang has his unique insights.
"Little sister, big sister, come here, I have something to tell you."
He said with a smile, reaching out to hold Bai Hui and Hua XiYi's hands, pulling them up.
The other beauties curled their lips into mocking smiles.
Originally, Hua XiYi didn't want to change seats, but since Luo yang forcibly dragged her, she had to get up and follow him to the back seat of the car.
Passing by Hong Jiaxin, Luo yang saw her roll her eyes, and he laughed, "Class leader, come on."
As he spoke, he pretended to reach out to grab her hand.
At that moment, Hong Jiaxin slightly raised her head to look at Luo yang. Seeing his unfazed look, she slyly smiled and suddenly swung her little pink fist out.
She didn't look at where it was going, aimed roughly at Luo yang's thigh or stomach.
As luck would have it, Hong Jiaxin's little pink fist just happened to strike slightly off.
