"Roar!"
Just then, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low growl, leaping forward like a hungry tiger ready to devour its prey.
"Ah! Zhang Xiaohao, you bastard, I'm still injured! We can't do that, otherwise, it will only worsen my injuries!" Saintess Hua Yan quickly said.
"Hehe! I forgot to tell you, no matter how serious your injuries are, after you consume what I give you, I guarantee that in an hour you'll feel full of energy!" Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.
"Hmph! Do you take me for a fool? Can that really heal injuries?" Saintess Hua Yan said, blushing with embarrassment.
"Others definitely can't, but I might! Because I'm Zhang Xiaohao!" Zhang Xiaohao said smugly.
And with that, he made a fierce lunge.
The move was so aggressive! He rushed over impatiently and pressed down dominantly...
"Ah! Don't press on my chest, I'm still injured there!" Saintess Hua Yan said, both shy and angry.
