บท 432: Waiting for Light to Slap His Face (6)

Fu Ting's eyes flashed with a hint of anger. Her voice was very soft." It's alright.""

"Then let's spar, how about it?"Wen Tingyun sized up Fu Ting's slender arms and legs slowly. He planned to use this opportunity to teach Fu Ting a lesson.

She was the daughter of an athlete and had been a combat expert since she was a child. Fu Ting was going to suffer.

Fu Ting glanced at Wen Tingyun in surprise and said slowly," Are you sure?"

She deliberated for a moment and chuckled softly." If I punch you, you might lie in bed for a month."

Wen Tingyun thought that Fu Ting was joking. He smiled and said," It looks like Miss Fu knows how to fight. That's interesting. I haven't sparred with someone in a long time.""

Fu Ting nodded expressionlessly." Sure.""

"It's boring to just spar. Why don't we make a bet?"Wen Tingyun's red lips curled up slightly." If I win, I'll let Cen Juan be my fashion model for the exhibition. How about that?"