"You wretched woman, you're looking for death!"
A moment later.
Accompanied by an angry roar, Wang Zicheng charged forward fiercely.
Seeing the situation turn bad, Qin Feiyang quickly intercepted Wang Zicheng, calming him down, "Brother Wang, take it easy."
"Twice you made me run naked, how do you expect me to stay calm?"
Wang Zicheng shouted, pushing Qin Feiyang away and continued charging towards Wang Youer.
Qin Feiyang flashed in front of Wang Zicheng again, smiling, "If you want to make a move, shouldn't you put on some pants first?"
"Hmm?"
Wang Zicheng was momentarily stunned, his face turned crimson, and he quickly snatched the big pants from Qin Feiyang's hand to put them on.
"Brother Wang, I understand how you feel right now, but you're a big man after all, how can you hold grudges against a woman?"
"Of course, it's definitely not your fault, but others don't know that!"
