Perhaps it was his overly noble aura, or maybe his voice was just too pleasant to the ear; his actions, though frivolous, somehow did not offend.
Yun Ran gazed at him coldly, a small, fiery red ball quietly clenched in her palm.
The man leaned forward slightly, his gaze lingering on Yun Ran for a moment before he suddenly curved his lips into a smile:
"But this figure... doesn't look much like a girl's."
Yun Ran: "!!!"
This is a personal attack!
Very well!
"But those eyes are really pretty! Bright as the stars, truly captivating."
Yun Ran squinted, a sinister wind swirling in her eyes.
"Oh! Are you angry? Look at that little face, all puffed up."
As he spoke, the man once again reached out, seemingly wanting to pinch her cheek.
Now!
Yun Ran suddenly raised her hand, two seven-inch long silver needles thrusting fiercely towards his eyes.
Their momentum was like a rainbow, swift and relentless!
Certain person: "..."
