Gu Mengmeng stared at Bode for a while with her thick, fluttering eyelashes, before realizing that he had no intention of continuing his sentence. She frowned and slapped Collin's stomach, making a crisp sound when her smooth little hand got in contact with Collin's well-defined abdominal muscles. Gu Mengmeng had wanted to intimidate Bode aggressively to make him spill the whereabouts of the bees, but she was numbed from fingers to forearm as she had underestimated the hardness of Collin's muscles.
"Ouch…" Gu Mengmeng let out a cry, feeling as though she had lost her hand.
"Oh my, Gu Mengmeng, what happened to your hand? Was it painful? Sorry, sorry, it was all my fault…" Collin was filled with heartache, he held Gu Mengmeng's hand carefully, but did not know what to do with it. "How about we ask Oakley to bring you back to Saint Nazaire and let Lea check your hand? You can leave the yellow sauce to Bode and me, we will definitely bring it back to you, alright?"