Dylan exclaimed, "I thought it was placed on your waist! Why does touching your chest feel the same as your waist?"
"!!!!" Gu Xiaomo practically wanted to kill him, turned her back and lifted her leg, kicking hard towards Dylan's head.
Dylan dodged swiftly, still holding onto Gu Xiaomo's steel wire, which easily pulled her back towards him.
However, as he pulled, the sharp steel wire cut into his palm.
Droplets of blood dripped down the steel wire, but Dylan didn't seem to feel any pain.
Gu Xiaomo was once again wrapped tightly in his arms, struggling to no avail, and asked a little furiously, "What do you want?!!"
"I don't want anything; I heard you were sick, so I specially came to see you! Why such a bad temper? Mine isn't even this bad!" Dylan said with feigned heartbreak.
"..." Gu Xiaomo really wished she could stab him all over, "Speak properly!! Let go of me!!"
