Xiao Xian's face remained flushed until the competitions for each group started one by one, and only then did it slowly fade away.
Qu Yang had whispered in her ear, "I'd be willing to wash your undies too," but the result was the harasser being dragged away by Mao Yi, who twisted his arm and pulled him to a safe distance five meters away from Xiao Xian.
"Good grief, Wang Ke is actually responsible for guarding against men." Qu Yang grimaced for a while, and only after promising to never act like a hooligan again, solemnly as if he were swearing to his grandma, did Mao Yi let go of his vice-like grip.
