"Cough, cough, Miss Peng, calm down, calm down. Look, you're able to get angry, so that means you're not dead, right?" Ye Long quickly changed the topic.
Peng Mengyao touched herself, indeed, she could feel, which meant she wasn't dead!
Then, Peng Mengyao said with a tone of disbelief, "I'm actually not dead?"
"Sweat, still don't believe it? How about I give you another kiss to prove it to you?" Ye Long didn't mind; he'd be happy to use this method of proof any number of times.
"Get lost!"
Peng Mengyao rolled her eyes at Ye Long and shoved him away.
Now that she's calmed down, Peng Mengyao realized she truly wasn't dead, but she was curious about how Ye Long did it?
Just now, it was a situation where death was certain, especially for Ye Long!
He was hit by an oncoming big truck, with no hope of survival, especially since he didn't dodge!
"That truck, did you stop it?" Peng Mengyao looked at Ye Long, full of curiosity.