"What are you looking at, hmm?"
The man was already standing in front of her, less than half a step away.
The pure white home pants he wore seemed completely transparent in the light, and Ding Ma could see everything inside clearly!
"I... I'm not looking at anything..."
Ding Ma's face flushed red, quickly covering her eyes, wickedly thinking about Milo Keller's golden staff...
"I want to give you a name." Arthur Lindsey smiled wickedly.
"What..." Ding Ma had a bad premonition.
"Dingdang Cat." Arthur's lips curled slightly.
"Uh—"
Ding Ma felt like smashing herself with a piece of tofu. What on earth is a Dingdang Cat?
He's definitely scolding her for staring at his crotch!
Staring Crotch Cat, Staring Crotch Cat...
Ding Ma felt terrible. She was originally surnamed Ding; adding a lecherous nickname was so embarrassing...
"Dingdang Cat, follow me." Helplessly, someone continued to strike her openly.
"Oh—"
