After persisting for a long time, Dongfang Liren realized that Ye Jingtang wasn't moving and frowned. "Why do you keep pressing here? Squeeze other places."
Ye Jingtang had no intention of taking advantage of her. He explained softly, "The fat layer is a little thick. The sensation of muscle exertion isn't obvious."
Dongfang Liren knew that her fat-headed dragon was a little thick. After thinking for a moment, she gritted his teeth and said, "Just press hard."
If Ye Jingtang exerted more strength, it would hurt. He didn't follow the instruction and only frowned as he carefully sensed the details under the fat layer.
The two of them were practicing spearmanship seriously. Before Ye Jingtang could figure out how much strength and where she was exerting, a breeze blew in from the door.
Whoosh!
