Night fell.
Jiang Nian was in the middle of cosplaying Lu Bu; unfortunately, the other side was short one person, so after a sweeping victory he was just about to sound the retreat.
Suddenly, Xu Qianqian grabbed him.
"I want to discuss something with you."
"Hold on, what could possibly need to be discussed right this second?" Jiang Nian looked completely baffled—he was in a bit of a hurry at the moment.
"It's just..."
Xu Qianqian was embarrassed to say it, so she simply went ahead and did it. Jiang Nian went from baffled to a faint dawning of realization.
"Huh?"
"What huh, can't we?" Xu Qianqian shot him a look, but her brief moment of dominance didn't last long.
She was quickly cut down beneath his horse and toppled to the side.
Right now, the scene in front of them was a bit intense. Round and plump, and smooth and white, displayed separately on each side.
"What's going on?" Jiang Nian asked.
