Clone Technique

Only then did Li Yichen react. He pretended to lose his balance and toppled forward.

But his movements were so exaggerated that anyone could see how badly he was faking it.

Ouyang Xuanxuan ducked under his arm, slipped out, and gave him a shove in the back.

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at the sight. Couldn't you put a little force into it? What, were you afraid of hurting him?

"All right, let's switch roles next. How about we have Li Yichen play the beautiful woman?" Su Xiaoxiao was helpless too. Since you didn't appreciate the chance I set up for you, I'll just have to give you another one. Otherwise, you're truly hopeless.

"Hahaha, sure!" Everyone immediately burst out laughing.

"Boring." Tang Ling'er pouted and gave a disgruntled snort.

"Junior Sister." Senior Brother Huang sidled over just then. "That kid surnamed Li looks like bad news to me. You'd better stay away from him."

"Get lost!" Without even turning around, Tang Ling'er raised her little fist and swung it behind her.

"Aah!" Senior Brother Huang promptly collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

By then, Li Yichen had already leaned back against the wall.

Ouyang Xuanxuan penned him in with her arms. But since Li Yichen was six feet tall, it looked more like she was about to throw herself into his embrace.

"Good. Cross your arms and slam them down hard," Su Xiaoxiao instructed from beside them.

Li Yichen crossed his arms, then brought them down gently onto Ouyang Xuanxuan's arms. In all honesty, he barely used any strength.

Even though Li Yichen hadn't put any force into it, to Ouyang Xuanxuan, it was still an enormous amount.

She promptly lost her balance and pitched forward. With a little smacking sound, their lips met.

"Holy crap." Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.