"Jiang, go easy on me! I'm really scared of pain."
Chang Yong said while closing his eyes, adopting a martyr-like attitude that made everyone in the lecture hall burst out laughing.
"You're afraid of pain but you still dare to step up? Jiang Xiaoxiao is new, it's bound to hurt, though whether your arm will be ruined is uncertain."
"That's forcing a duck onto a perch, surely it's for Mu Feng, afraid that his senior brother might go up and sacrifice himself."
"Anyone who dares touch my idol, I'll fight with them too."
"Chang Yong, well done! We support you."
Chang Yong showed a smug expression; this was exactly the effect he wanted.
Jiang Xiaoxiao overshadowed her senior; this account needs to be settled.
Thinking she can do whatever in school just because she has backing?
Dream on.
Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up the needle, "Chang, I'm starting now."
The alcohol swab was applied, the chilling touch instantly made nerves tense.
