What on earth was in Ye Long's pocket?
Or some treasure?
Facing the doubts in her mind, Leng Feifei glared at Ye Long and then asked, "Slick, what's in your pocket? It's so hard."
"Uh..."
Faced with the question that Leng Feifei had posed, Ye Long didn't quite know how to respond. Was he supposed to come clean and admit it...
If he did, Leng Feifei would probably start beating him up again, cursing him as a filthy rogue!
"How... How should I put this!" Ye Long said, with a troubled look on his face.
"Spill it quick, or you'll see how I deal with you!" Leng Feifei threatened, glaring at Ye Long without realizing what the hard object was.
Ye Long could not help but feel helpless; the response time of a policewoman was probably too slow, wasn't it?
It was so obvious, what else could it be?
Could she really not figure it out?
Seeing the naive policewoman, Ye Long couldn't help but feel utterly helpless!
Sigh... Wasn't the policewoman just a bit too naive?
