Ren Feifan was almost floored by these words from the Demon Queen. Touching his own chest had somehow bizarrely turned him into a pervert.
It seemed the Demon Queen had not yet regained her original memory.
"You should put on your clothes first, I won't look."
Ren Feifan turned around and urged her.
"Okay!"
Three minutes passed.
"Ren Feifan, can... can you remove the silver needles from me?"
Suddenly, the Demon Queen's voice came from behind, very soft and light, tinged with a hint of shyness.
Ren Feifan was startled, and just as he thought to turn around, the Demon Queen said, "You must blindfold yourself before you can remove them for me!"
"Alright, whatever you say!"
Ren Feifan symbolically pulled out a black cloth from his mystical space and blindfolded himself.
He could even see through things, so what was this cloth to him? But anyhow, making the Demon Queen feel at ease was all that mattered.
