She leaned into him, and her foot, which was just about to be retracted, launched an attack on the place where Xu Musen's yang energy concentrated.
Xu Musen instinctively activated a defensive mechanism.
As everyone knows, men have a second brain specifically responsible for dealing with such crises.
But Yao Mingyue was faster, as if she had practiced this "Peach Picking Technique" countless times.
However, Yao Mingyue was only stretching out her foot, her nimble toes pinched a potato chip that had just fallen on his trousers.
Xu Musen failed to hold back his hand and slapped Yao Mingyue's delicate foot somewhat hard.
The chip flew away.
Yao Mingyue's fair and delicate foot also turned red from the slap.
Xu Musen silently exchanged glances with her.
"Xu Musen, do you hate me that much?"
Yao Mingyue's eyes were red, and tears seemed ready to fall at any moment.
"I said stop acting..."
