"How about this!"
Zhiyun, with her hands on her hips, said to Qin Feng who was sitting on the White Tiger, "How about we make a bet?"
"A bet?"
"Exactly!"
Zhiyun's lips curved into a smile and she said, "Next, we'll go in the direction you mentioned, and if we can't find Ghost Immortal Cave, then you lose, and all the agreements we made before will be voided. I won't be your little lover, how about that?"
"This..."
Qin Feng, feeling embarrassed, said, "And if you lose?"
"If I lose, then I will..."
Zhiyun pondered, seeing it as a good opportunity to turn the tables. If he disagreed, it would be a waste, so she gritted her teeth and said, "If I lose, I'll kiss you and forever admit to people that I'm your little lover!"
"Cough, this..."
Qin Feng was embarrassed.
From the beginning, making her his little lover was only to annoy her.
He's not a petty person.
Over the past few days, he had lost his anger toward her.
