In order to perform acupuncture, Tang Xin actually dragged Wu Jie into the bedroom, half pulling and half dragging.
"What's the rush? Don't you believe I could prick you to death with a single needle?"
"Come on! Prick me to death, I won't let you off even as a ghost!"
Wu Jie shook his head secretly, unable to provoke that crazy girl, Tang Xin.
He picked up the silver needle skillfully and used medical iodine to sterilize it.
Tang Xin waited for a while, and just as she was about to hurry him, she opened her eyes to see Wu Jie seriously sterilizing the needle.
"Bro, you look so handsome when you're serious at work!"
"Handsome my ass!" Wu Jie scoffed coldly, "Countless shut-ins worship you as their dream goddess, many students see you as the perfect campus belle, but what are you really? The prettier the exterior, the dirtier the heart!"
