"Huh? Didn't you ask me to take it off?"
Wu Miaomiao had already taken off her tight-fitting white tank top.
She was obediently lying on the bed, exposing a smooth, fair back.
She turned her head to look at Lin Fan, blinking her eyes, obviously pretending to be confused.
"I asked you to take off your jacket, why did you take off everything? If someone sees this, how am I supposed to explain?"
Lin Fan frowned deeply, feeling completely at a loss.
"But I was only wearing a tank top, with nothing underneath..."
"Stop, just stop, no need to continue."
Seeing Wu Miaomiao becoming more and more audacious, a hint of cunning amusement flashed in her eyes.
Lin Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he could only brace himself to go over, take out the needle box and start acupuncture.
Hiss hiss hiss!
Long, thin silver needles penetrated the tight skin that glimmered with jade-like luster, quickly becoming densely packed.
