Tan Zhenghong said weakly, "Even if you hit me, I'd be happy, but... I can't hurt you."
Qiao Duo'er silently rolled her eyes. Was a little acupuncture considered hurting someone?
And... cough cough... does such a burly man need to be so squeamish?
She was getting goosebumps all over!
Qiao Duo'er took a deep breath, "Just aim for the center of the cross, even if you jab the wrong spot, I won't blame you."
"Wife..." Tan Zhenghong was still very conflicted.
"Are you still a man? Just do it quickly!" Qiao Duo'er's temper flared up, if he dawdled any longer, the needles on her face would be for nothing!
Only then did Tan Zhenghong grit his teeth, "Wife, if it hurts you, just yell and I'll pull out the needle."
"I'm not stupid, just hurry up and do it."
Tan Zhenghong wondered silently if his wife couldn't wait any longer?
Looking at the silver needle in his hand, Tan Zhenghong quickly banished the messy thoughts from his mind.
