Startled, Su Mo soon realized that more people equated to more combat strength, and perhaps they could buy some time if danger arose.
It was cruel, but that was the survival rule now.
Tonight, Jingjing had specifically changed into a strapless mini dress. As Su Mo sat eating dry rations from her backpack with Lu Chen and the others, she saw Jingjing sway her hips, pull their curtain aside, and walk in gracefully.
"Brother Lu, I'm here to thank you for the rice on behalf of Brother Sheng," she said, sitting down next to him and leaning slightly forward, inadvertently revealing more than intended.
"Boss, you're quite the lucky man," Jianxiong teased, winking at him as he bit into a biscuit.
After he spoke, Zhao Changsheng, feeling irked, stretched out his leg and kicked Jianxiong's thigh: "You call this being lucky? Are you blind? Is she even as pretty as our Momo?"