"Junior sister, just pricking him once with the needle is letting him off too easy. How about I step on him a few more times to vent your anger?" Wen Xiaoqiu suggested.
Lu Fengxuan felt that it was about time and started to smile, "Senior sister, no need to hurry."
"Huh?"
Wen Xiaoqiu was still puzzled by her meaning when Jiu Yi's left hand suddenly began to tremble more violently, and three seconds later—
"Slap!"
A solid slap hit his own left cheek. Jiu Yi was completely out of control. After hitting himself once, his hand moved a second time.
"Senior brother!" Jiu Yi called out, and Cheng Boyan snapped back to reality. Together they held down his left hand.
Wen Xiaoqiu watched, dumbfounded. Could it really be this miraculous? One needle prick could make Jiu Yi slap his own face?!
