"Why?" Ye Feng was really anxious, but since Chen Ling said that, he could only stop, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"Because, it's that time of the month for me." Chen Ling's face turned a slight red, her shyness causing her to lower her head. After hesitating for a moment, she finally revealed the reason.
"Which time?" To tell the truth, Ye Feng really didn't know what Chen Ling was referring to. What could he, an innocent virgin, possibly understand?
"It's my period, you soulless thing." Seeing that Ye Feng seemed to be acting dumb on purpose, Chen Ling's cheeks flushed even more, and she threw her Torrential Pear Blossom Fist at him.
'Crap, so it's that thing. What a trap.' Upon hearing Chen Ling's words, Ye Feng finally realized, feeling as if a thousand alpacas were galloping through his heart, very uncomfortable.
It couldn't have come earlier or later; it had to be right now, as if to play a trick on him.
