Ling Dang's eyes lit up, and she slowly moved closer to Ye Fei, examining him carefully.
Soon, all the silver needles Ye Fei held were inserted into Zhang Long's mother.
Just as he exhaled and was about to take a rest,
he abruptly turned his head, only to feel a darkness in front of his eyes as his whole face collided with something soft.
"Ah, pervert!"
Ling Dang suddenly straightened up, covering her chest as she took a quick step back, her pretty face blushing as she frowned and stared at Ye Fei.
Ye Fei instantly realized that he had accidentally bumped into the very place he shouldn't have on Ling Dang, and for a moment, he was somewhat lost in thought.
But soon, he cleared his throat and said irritably, "What kind of 'thief shouting catch the thief' are you playing at? I'm here treating someone, and you're getting so close because you want to take advantage of me, aren't you?"
Ling Dang, already on the verge of anger, was utterly dumbfounded by Ye Fei's words.
