Mo Shu's hair stood on end, and her voice carried a hint of fear as she said, "Then hurry up! Faster!!"
Yu Siqiao approached quickly but burst out laughing and said, "You're so good at surfing and skiing, you're not afraid of bungee jumping or skydiving, and yet you're afraid of such a small insect?"
Mo Shu's body trembled slightly as she said, "How can that be the same, hurry, faster..."
Yu Siqiao's low chuckles grew louder as he faced Mo Shu's fearful gaze, retrieving a flower from behind her back and sliding it across her nose, "Just kidding."
Mo Shu paused, outraged and embarrassed, bellowing angrily, "Yu Siqiao!!!"
As she shouted, she went to hit him, but Yu Siqiao dodged in time and retreated with large strides, laughing and running away, his laughter carried arrogantly by the wind.
Mo Shu, livid with anger, chased after him, "Stop right there! You dead man, you dog of a man, ah ah ah ah stop running!"
