"Ah...If you say so..."
Yin Li then made another turn, "This time it's the sole of the foot."
"..."
"The gyri of the brain."
"That's about enough, Sister Li..."
"Eyeballs."
"Ah, take your time to savor it! I'm going out!!"
Ye Qian immediately covered his mouth and dashed out of the training institution, running into Ji Xiaoxiang, who had also just rushed out of the milk tea shop with her hand over her mouth.
"Feng Chu..." Ye Qian immediately had teary eyes, "There's something wrong with this shop."
"Wolong..." Ji Xiaoxiang felt even more desperate to cry, "We are indeed too weak."
In the midst of their shared distress, Yin Li and Li Qingming finally exited the stores and exchanged glances.
Unlike the overly emotional Wolong and Feng Chu, they were like two cold-blooded secret agents without any sense of morality, quickly exchanging information as soon as they met.
