"Oh my, why did you stop fighting?
I was just about to give out and surrender. How could you give up so easily?!"
Ying Ming Hao's faintly teasing voice suddenly sounded beside Sister Huo'er's right ear, like a feather brushing her sensitive earlobe, making both her ear and her heart itch.
"Hmph!"
Sister Huo'er narrowed her beautiful eyes and parted her red lips, letting out a proud, petulant snort.
Then she tapped her delicate foot against the ground, swiftly lifted her right foot, and stomped viciously on Ying Ming Hao's toes with the speed of a thunderclap that left no time to cover one's ears!
A crisp crack rang out, and Ying Ming Hao's toe bones snapped!
Worse still, the dazzling fiery-red embroidered shoe on Sister Huo'er's foot did not stop there, but continued cruelly grinding back and forth over his injured foot...
"Aaaah... it hurts, it hurts... let go... I was wrong! Have mercy, my lady!"
Ying Ming Hao bared his teeth in agony, his face contorted as miserable screams poured from his mouth. He sounded as wretched as a pig suffering the torture of death by a thousand cuts.
The unbearable pain robbed him of almost all the strength he needed to support his weight. Like a dying fish struggling for its last breath, he could only lean his entire body against Sister Huo'er's soft back and cling to life.
After quite some time, Sister Huo'er finally seemed to have had enough fun. Only then did she leisurely lift her delicate foot and dash down from the platform without looking back.
She ran straight to Shui Furong and began tearfully pouring out her complaints. "Boo-hoo... little sister, that scoundrel Ying Ming Hao actually dared to tease me on purpose while you weren't here!
And judging by his