It's Slow, But She Can Wait
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
However, less than three seconds after he turned around…
The door behind suddenly opened.
Ying Fuyi actually walked in with a key.
"You?" Jiang Chenglong was about to turn around when he felt something suddenly hit the back of his neck.
It was cold like a spray of water.
He touched it, but he didn't feel anything.
"What are you doing?" He turned around and saw Ying Fuyi standing on her tiptoes, like trying to reach something in front of him.
Jiang Chenglong raised his hand reflexively to block her. A drop of cold liquid suddenly splashed into his eyes.
A sharp pain was felt through his eyes and stabbed his brain.
Jiang Chenglong almost screamed in pain.
He covered his eyes and took a few steps back.
The liquid was cold and painful. It flowed from his eyes to his nose and then into his mouth.
It was tasteless, but he suddenly felt hot.
Instantly, his throat and trachea seemed to be burned.