Just when everyone was puzzled about why Tie Xiong was laughing, a voice full of anguish came from the field, "You damn guy, let go of me."
Everyone was taken aback, their mouths agape, unsure of why Zhao Hanxue was shouting so shrilly.
Where Luo Chao had been standing was now devoid of his figure; only shattered ice crystals on the ground shimmered with brilliance. People then turned their gaze to the other protagonist of this battle. Instantly, they were left speechless, not knowing what to say.
One of his hands held Zhao Hanxue's swinging right palm, while the other incessantly caressed her buttocks. Luo Chao had a look of enjoyment on his face, thinking, despite this woman's icy demeanor, her figure beneath the white coat was quite fiery and sexy. He gently patted twice, thinking, the elasticity is undeniable.
