Seeing Yao Wenwen's pretty, inexplicably flushed face, Lin Kuang couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Why are you blushing? Are you thinking dirty thoughts?"
Hearing this, Yao Wenwen froze before replying, full of shame and anger, "Bastard, you're the one with the dirty mind!"
She glared fiercely at Lin Kuang, her beautiful eyes seething. Her magnificent chest heaved up and down, a captivating sight.
"Looks like I hit a nerve," Lin Kuang muttered under his breath. "Why else would you get so mad?"
Yao Wenwen was a master, however. As quiet as Lin Kuang's voice was, there was no way it could escape her ears. So, upon hearing his words, she immediately flew into a rage.
"You bastard, what did you say?!"
"Uh, I didn't say anything," Lin Kuang said helplessly. "A girl shouldn't be so hot-tempered. It's hard to find a man that way, and it's not good for your skin, either."
