On the way back with Luo Tianfu and the others, Ji Lanxin found an excuse to leave Luo Tianfu behind alone.
The two walked to a relatively dark corner off to the side.
Luo Tianfu asked suspiciously, "Thought of how to get revenge on him?"
Ji Lanxin did not answer. Instead, she forcefully tugged at the clothes she was wearing. Her collar tore open at her chest, revealing glimpses of the pale pink bandeau beneath, along with her fair, delicate skin.
Luo Tianfu had not held much lustful interest in Ji Lanxin before, but seeing her suddenly take on such a seductive appearance, a fire still rose within him. Licking his lips, he looked around with a lecherous expression before lowering his voice. "Don't tell me you want to do it with me here...?"
"Take your filthy thoughts elsewhere," Ji Lanxin said, rolling her eyes in disgust. She then thrust out her chest and said, "Reach out and grab me hard."
Luo Tianfu stood there dumbly. Then, recalling what Ji Lanxin had said not long ago, he suddenly understood. "You want to put on a self-inflicted injury scheme and falsely accuse that brat of molesting you?"
Ji Lanxin gave a cold smile. "That's right. Later, I'll use this excuse to find Long Tongue Old Monster and have him sneak into the Profound Gloom Mountain Range without anyone noticing. This time, we'll definitely kill that brat."
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Luo Tianfu reached directly toward Ji Lanxin's chest and gave it a hard grab. He showed not the slightest tenderness toward jade or pity for flowers. Instead, feeling that soft warmth deform beneath the forceful squeeze, he experienced a trace of perverse pleasure.
Ji Lanxin sucked in a sharp breath and angrily rebuked him, "We're only acting! Why did you use so much force?