Xu Wenlong's eyes brightened at the words, his master was the most famous traditional Chinese medicine 'saint hand' in all of Huaxia!
...
Liu Wentian found a random spot, parked his bicycle well, and glanced at Sheng Qianmei beside him who seemed to want to say something. He laughed and said,
"Qianmei, I just realized today that you're also quite good at slapping faces. Hehe, first you said you have a germ phobia, then you came to hold my hand, that Xie Wenlong's face just now turned the color of pig liver."
Sheng Qianmei whispered upon hearing this, "You're still talking about it; I did it because I was afraid you would misunderstand."
"Misunderstand? Misunderstand what?" Liu Wentian pretended to be confused as he spoke, though there was a touch of warmth in his heart.
