With Jiang Fan cooperating so cheerfully, Jian Sankuang felt a little relieved.
But, there was still a bit of discontent.
When she was giving him a hard time, he had all the energy. Now, he doesn't even remember a bit.
Acting all demonic before things happen, but turning saintly afterwards, is that it?
She pinched the flesh on Jiang Fan's shoulder hard.
"Ouch! What are you doing?" Jiang Fan winced in pain: "Aren't I cooperating nicely with you?"
Jian Sankuang kept a cold face: "Because you cooperated too well!"
Jiang Fan was speechless, was that wrong too?
He rubbed his shoulder and closed his eyes: "Hurry up and delete it, and then delete yours too."
"That way, nothing ever happened between us."
Hearing this, Jian Sankuang felt an unexplainable rage. This damn jerk really was one to pull up his pants and get out!
She was pondering how to teach Jiang Fan a lesson.
Suddenly, there was a burst of hearty laughter nearby: "Wahaha, Dog Lord is out!"
