After that, Luo Luo was about to carry Xiaoxue, who was lying on the ground, but was stopped by the thin man.
"Hey beauty, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why don't we find a remote place to sit down and have a good chat?"
The thin man stepped forward and grabbed Luo Luo's arm. The wretched smile on his face made Luo Luo want to throw up.
"Sorry, I have nothing to talk to you about!"
Luo Luo subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, only to find that her arm was tightly held by the other party.
"How come there's nothing to talk about? Do you know? I'm good at doing things and chatting. I'm sure you'll still want to talk when you talk..."
"You are shameless..."
Staring angrily at the hooligan-like man in front of her, Luo Luo felt terrible.
"Sister..."
