"Little thing, you just lost to a big guy!"
Drax looked down at Rocket Raccoon and said in a deep voice.
Having had his sore spot exposed by Drax, Rocket Raccoon flew into a humiliated rage and shouted.
"I know! And don't call me little thing!"
Ignoring Rocket Raccoon and Drax's argument, Gamora bent over the table and extended her right hand toward Star-Lord.
Star-Lord glanced at Gamora's long, slender hand, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He hurriedly reached out and took her hand.
So soft!
Feeling Star-Lord's fingers improperly squeezing her palm, Gamora frowned and suddenly clenched her hand, intending to teach Star-Lord a lesson. Yet Star-Lord's expression did not change at all, and the lecherous smile on his face only deepened.
This feels...
If only...
Seeing Star-Lord's blissful expression, Gamora's eyes flashed with anger. Without even waiting for Drax to call the start, she immediately twisted Star-Lord's arm downward with all her strength!
Sensing Gamora's sudden exertion, Star-Lord snapped awake. Seeing that his arm had already been forced halfway down and was about to hit the table, he quickly began pushing back with all his strength!
Star-Lord had originally thought Gamora would be like Rocket Raccoon earlier and be overwhelmed by him with absolute ease. Instead, he discovered that Gamora was not nearly as easy to handle as he had imagined.
Even after exerting himself, he merely stopped his arm from continuing toward the tabletop. He could not turn the tide and suppress Gamora instead.
Gamora was equally surprised that Star-Lord had reacted so quickly and managed to withstand her strength.
As Star-Lord continued to exert force, Gamora found that her arm was slowly being lifted upward against her will, soon returning to its original position.
Gamora immediately stopped holding back. Gritting her