"Yecheng! You rascal!" Joe stood up as if frozen. A slipper on one foot did not know where he had been thrown. The delicate jade foot was very distinct from the dark yellow wooden floor under his feet. He trembled and pointed to Yecheng, who was lying on the ground, waving his flag and shouting, and wished to kill him.

"Why am I a hooligan? Is it you who kiss me on your own initiative? Ye Cheng stood up and patted his ass shamelessly.

"Then why did you touch me?" Joe's brains are slurry, and he speaks a little without his brains.

"I was moved by your kiss, so I...