This slap was careless, and who knows what happened, but as soon as Cheng Yuexiu's hand touched Guo Mei's clothes, she suddenly felt something crawling on her hand. It became itchier and itchier, and the sensation became more pronounced, spreading wider and wider. In just a few breaths, it had climbed from her palm up to her entire arm, spreading to her entire chest and back.
"Eh, ouch, why, why is it so itchy!"
Cheng Yuexiu moved her neck, moved her shoulders, and scratched her arms back and forth with both hands, but the more she scratched, the more intense and pronounced the itching became.
It wasn't just Cheng Yuexiu, but Guo Mei as well, who was made uneasy by the sudden itching.
Just a moment ago, she was repeatedly talking about the golden forehead piece, but now it had turned into cries of intense itching, and then she suddenly remembered something, glaring furiously at Cheng Yuexiu, accusing her of putting insects on her.
