Wang Dadong smirked, "King Kong, you're so careless. Xiaoze teacher gives autographs every day, it's normal for them to be toxic. Why didn't you prepare gloves?"
King Kong looked distressed, "I finally saw the Goddess I've dreamed of, got too excited and forgot to prepare gloves. Brother Dong, please treat me quickly."
Wang Dadong clamped a cigarette in his mouth and said, "The world is big, but I'm the biggest. I say King Kong's pen will be fine soon."
"Eh, it's not itchy anymore, it's really healed. Brother Dong, can this prophecy technique cure illnesses?" King Kong marveled.
"Of course."
YD was over in one night, and the next morning, the two sneaked back into the dorm early.
"Everyone, perk up. Today's Dongyin experts are extraordinary, and I feel Dean Kamiya isn't simple either," Leng Qingqian said.
