Slap! A slap on Duanmuche's fair and clean face. Kagome sullenly said: You bastard, that was my first kiss! Duanmuche imprisoned her in a corner with a low voice: Don't you need money? We How about the next deal? Kagome stretched out her hand angrily and slapped it, but was clamped by Duanmuche, her voice was cold: You still want to hit me, you stinky girl! Kagome said coldly Glaring at him angrily, he growled: Is it important to be rich? You can trample on other people's dignity at will. Don't pester me anymore, I don't have time to play childish games with you! Kagome broke free from her restraint, angrily Leaving. Duanmu Che stretched out his hand to touch his hot cheeks, and the corners of his mouth raised a sinister arc. Bastard, don't try to escape! Our game is not over yet!