"Spill the beans, have you ever received gifts like this when you came to Quyang Country before?" Ye Qingci huffed, grabbing his ears with both hands, ready to fiercely twist them if his answer didn't satisfy her.
"Of course I have," Jian Shichu replied swiftly, "but I've never accepted them! Don't you know I have an extreme obsession with cleanliness? Other than you, I don't want to touch any woman!"
Ye Qingci was naturally aware of Jian Shichu's problem.
Seventh Master Jian had been pampered since childhood, with a cleanliness obsession bordering on the pathological, extremely nitpicky.
He even disliked shaking hands with others, let alone getting close to unfamiliar women.
Ye Qingci felt a bit more at ease and flicked his ear tips, "Fine, I'll let it go this time since you didn't know."
What Ye Qingci didn't realize was that not only were women's ears sensitive spots, but the ears of some men were sensitive too.
