"Between us, there's no need for flattery anymore, right?" Lin Dong said with a smile.
"Haha, I'm not flattering you; I'm just speaking the truth. Complimenting my man, what's wrong?" Ye Linglong retorted.
She pursed her lips, causing Lin Dong to feel a bit apprehensive.
This girl, for some reason, is particularly obsessed with kissing.
And she's addicted, continually pestering him for kisses.
If this goes on for long, it's really unbearable.
"Let's go, three hundred kilometers ahead, at the eight o'clock direction, there's a Three-star Demon King. It's a perfect practice for you..." At the moment, Lin Dong quickly changed the subject, and with a 'whoosh', dashed ahead.
"Hey, hey, Lin Dong, what's the meaning of this? Why does it feel like you're avoiding me now? Are you afraid I'll pin you against the wall?" Ye Linglong was a bit displeased.
