Wang Xiaoyan listened to Yang Ming's words and suddenly broke into a sweat. Only Yang Ming can say such a brazen thing. However, thinking about it carefully, it was not surprising. When Yang Ming was fighting with her, he used this kind of wretched move.
The woman did not seem to hear it and continued to use the dagger to stab Yang Ming as if she would not stop until she achieved her goal.
Yang Ming suddenly had a headache dealing with such people who were unmoved by force or persuasion. "Don't force me to make a move..."
The woman in black was still expressionless, attacking Yang Ming. Yang Ming couldn't be helped, he put out his hands and grabbed the chest of the woman in black. He caught it immediately and kneaded it hard.
However, the black shirt woman didn't seem to know it. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It seemed as if Yang Ming did not grab her chest, but other parts of her body, just like her hair just now.
