"As you wish!"
"RIIIIP!"
Mu Chen's left hand, which had been gripping the sleeve of his right arm, suddenly tore it away. The black Institute Uniform instantly ripped, revealing a fair arm to everyone.
"What is little brother Mu Chen trying to do?" Shi Mu Hua opened his folding fan with a SNAP, fanned it gently twice, and revealed a hint of confusion on his face.
"He probably has an exhibitionist streak. What a strange hobby," Jilal said with a straight face.
"Uh... Is that so?" Dark lines appeared on Shi Mu Hua's forehead. He fanned himself quickly a couple of times with his folding fan and fell silent.
"Of course. This lord's intuition is quite sharp..."
Hearing this, Alice's brows furrowed. Before Jilal could finish speaking, she shot her thumb out, her arm darting like a nimble snake to his waist, and gave him a vicious pinch...
"OW!!"
"Alice, you crazy woman! Why'd you pinch me? Why?"
