"What do you want to drink?" asked the Little Beauty blankly.
"Haha, don't you know? Of course we want to drink your milk." Everyone burst into laughter.
"I don't have milk."
"No milk? I see you have it, and plenty of it too."
"Don't block my way, I need to go rob." The Little Beauty said impatiently.
With a bottle of Wahaha in her hands, the Little Beauty, bright-eyed and white-toothed, pretty and petite, seriously said she needed to go rob.
Everyone laughed even more wildly.
"Little Beauty, do you know how to rob? Let brother teach you."
"I know how to rob, I don't need you to teach me. Move aside quickly, or I'll hit you." The Little Beauty said, waving her fist.
"Hahaha, did you hear that? She said she would hit me." The tall skinny guy turned to his companions and said, laughing until tears almost came out.
"Ouch!"
But soon his sound turned to a scream because the Little Beauty kicked him, sending him flying two or three meters away, landing face-down.
