"Heh heh... that's a secret," Li Yichen said, putting on a mysterious air.
Mo Yurou didn't have the slightest potential to be a lady. At his words, her eyebrows shot up, and she immediately pounced on him, grabbed the front of his shirt, and shook him for all she was worth.
As she shook him, she gritted her teeth and said, "That's what you get for keeping secrets... are you going to tell us or not?"
The most infuriating part was Ouyang Xuanxuan and Jiang Ruoyi. They actually rushed over too, helping Mo Yurou push Li Yichen down onto the sofa.
Then came every move in a woman's arsenal: punching, twisting, and pinching.
Two fists couldn't fend off so many hands, and even a fierce tiger feared a pack of wolves. Unable to fight back with any real force, Li Yichen could only cover his face and cry, "Not the face... I make my living with this face!"
"Are you going to tell us?" They tugged and wrestled with him for quite a while, only stopping once Mo Yurou and the others grew tired.
Finally, Mo Yurou boldly reached down and grabbed him, threatening, "Tell us right now, or else... heh heh..."
"Hey, hey, hey... have mercy! I'll talk... I'll tell you everything." Li Yichen immediately caved. His "little brother" had actually fallen into the witch's clutches.
Although he knew Mo Yurou wouldn't really squeeze hard, having his manhood in someone else's hand was still terrifying.
Besides, fooling around with girls like this was all part of flirting. In the end, you had to let them get the upper hand a little.
If you acted as though you'd rather die than surrender, wouldn't that ruin the mood?
And Li Yichen hadn't lost out at all. The three women weren't really