"Let go!"
Xue Dili looked speechlessly at the witch who seemed to have no care for her own dignity. She was clinging directly to his thigh, using her hands and feet like a monkey lock, wrapping around his leg.
No thoughts of propriety between men and women, no notion of a girl's modesty, nor any fear of the hideously red human head above Xue Dili's head, remained in her mind.
At this moment, her mind was filled with nothing but this sentence...
"No, not this! Can't you spare my hometown this time, bro? I'll be your companion who warms your bed all my life, ready whenever you want to screw me..."
"How about you slip your hand inside my clothes and feel me up? I'm actually not small, definitely a D-cup, please verify yourself."
"I'm begging you, as long as you don't go to my hometown, I'm willing to do anything!"
