"You really don't hold back!" Su Mo narrowly sidestepped, hugged his arm with both hands, and leaned on his arm's strength to try to flip him over her shoulder.
However, she was too petite in front of Lu Chen, and when this move failed, he lifted her into the air and threw her down from behind.
Su Mo agilely flipped in mid-air, her hands locking around his neck and her legs clamped against his lower abdomen, refusing to let go.
She hung on his back like a sloth, about to forcefully bring him down sideways when suddenly a sharp pain in her abdomen and an unexpected warm flow surged from below.
She froze on his back.
Lu Chen stopped his motion to flip her over, feeling some moisture on his back and a faint smell of blood around his nose. Thinking she was hurt, his cold eyes filled with urgency, "Are you hurt?"
He tried to pull her down from his back, but Su Mo adamantly refused to let go, wailing inwardly, why now!
"No, I'm not coming down! Don't pull on me!"