Chapter 72 The Man Who Collects Trash

Feng Cai'er snorted and walked over, talking as she moved.

"Who knows what bad things you've been up to in private, guilty conscience of a thief."

"Humph, I need to keep an eye on you, lest you do something bad again!"

As she spoke, she got closer and closer to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei was dumbstruck. "Officer Feng, do you mind if I ask a question?"

"Speak, if this officer is in a good mood, I might consider answering."

Seeing Yang Fei look defeated, Feng Cai'er seemed quite pleased with herself, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent moons.

"I want to ask, is there a... man-made reason for this part of Officer Feng's body?"

Yang Fei pointed at a certain area of Feng Cai'er and asked earnestly.

His gaze was concentrated and focused, pure and innocent, filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Feng Cai'er was taken aback, but she quickly understood what Yang Fei meant.

Her pretty face turned so red it looked as though it was about to bleed, yet her eyes flashed with a cold sharpness.