Both arms softened a little.

"What can hold it?"

Why does it always feel like the tyrant is asking something else?

"I don't understand, so let me ask you another way, can you hold on? Do you want me... to be lighter?"

You Yu: "!"

"Ying Wuye, can you be serious!" Ying Gou Thief also asked him this sentence last night, just before he was about to faint.

And now he asks again...

"What's the matter?" Ying Wuye was so innocent, and even hooked the corners of his lips innocently, "Aren't I afraid that the railing won't hold up? We'll have to fall together when we can save it."

"Otherwise what do you think I'm talking about?"

Ying Wuye was smiling, the corners of his mouth were raised in a rascal and unruly way, and there was also a bit of ambiguity.

"Or, do you want me to be heavier?"

Ying Wuye panted, propped his arms, and jumped up his whole body. Sweat slipped from the man's forehead and dripped on the back of You Yu's hand, and the rough words seemed to be deliberately slowed down. slipped past You Yu's ear.

"Hurry up!"

"You said."

"I'll give it to you, the same as last night!"

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