“I could lose to you on other things, but I’ll bet with you on this, and I hope to lose. What shall we bet on?” Canghai chuckled heartily.
“When the results are determined the winner will be granted a request of any sort, but the request must be doable. How about that?” Ruotong cutely suggested.
“Alright, I’ll promise you anything if I lose, but you’re gonna lose!” Canghai laughed, his hands crept up to Ruotong’s rounded bottom and grabbed it twice.
“Frivolous old man…”