Raunchy Torture

Under most circumstances, imagination is more agitating than reality. That's true.

Ye Xiao hurriedly operated a martial art named Ice Heart Spell to calm himself down.

At this particular moment, along the spacing sound of water, Bing-Er's confused voice sounded, "Brother Xiao…"

Brother Xiao…

That voice was so fascinating. Ye Xiao nearly lost control. He coughed and said, "What?"

"I am curious…" Bing-Er's sound was full of confusion, "The two swollen parts on my chest… What are they? I don't remember having them before. I thought it was hit and got swollen. But many days have passed, yet it doesn't go down a bit. It doesn't hurt and it isn't itchy, but…"

- Puff! -

He just had a thought of those two big buns and couldn't hold the blood inside his nose anymore. It rushed out like a blood fountain.