"Look at your leg? Oh! How nice can your leg possibly be? Let me have a look!"
Grabbing Xiao Nishang's foot in one go, Lin Feng even intentionally touched it, and then, with a puzzled expression, he laughed and said, "This leg isn't that pretty! What's there to look at?"
"You bastard, Lin Feng! Let go of my foot..."
Xiao Nishang really couldn't imagine how Lin Feng could catch her foot so easily, considering it had the strength of over a hundred pounds, and he wasn't hurt at all. Moreover, in her current state, she couldn't move at all — one foot had to support her body while the other was grabbed by Lin Feng, who then made such ruffian-like teasing comments, infuriating Xiao Nishang completely.
"You were the one who told me to look at your leg. What, now that I said it isn't pretty, you won't let me look anymore?"
Lin Feng gently released Xiao Nishang's foot, chuckled, and said.
"Look, look, look! I'll let you look your fill..."
