The Chef Demons in the stands began to look sympathetic.
This motherfucker was all too familiar with this sort of thing, quite adept at skirting the edge of the rules and messing with the minds of countless opponents. There were even despicable records of him displaying photos of his opponent's partner cheating during a duel. To win, such a person would stop at nothing.
Unfortunately for him, these methods might have worked on other female contestants... but what does that have to do with me, Huaihai Road Little Peppa? Is a bra really that inconvenient a thing?
"With that weak tone of voice, you must be a virgin, right?" Miss Huaizhi Sushi looked at him disdainfully and sighed with contempt. "Have some shame, you hear? Some shame! Apart from nursing, have you ever had any physical contact with another woman? If I were you, I would cherish every moment of this competition because, after all, this is the only place you can talk to other women."
