She really didn't have such a fetish.

Ling Chuxi almost threw the bowl and chopsticks out of her hands. She turned to look at Teng Guyan, who was unafraid of death, and helplessly smiled."Teng family head, it was just a joke. You don't have to take it seriously. It's great that you're cured now. Let's have dinner, we'll leave tomorrow. "

"Little girl, I, Teng Guyan, am a man of my words. You have cured me, so you are my benefactor. If you need me in the future, I will do my best to help you. However, I'll let you sit on my head like a stool. That's what I said. " Teng Guyan walked up with a determined expression.

"There's really no need. " The corners of Ling Chuxi's mouth twitched and she forced out a smile. This Teng family head couldn't be serious, right? She really had no interest in using an old man's head as a stool.

"I, Teng Guyan, am indomitable and will keep my word! Come over, sit on my head and eat!" Teng Guyan walked in front of Ling Chuxi and squatted down, putting her head close to her.