Chapter 121 Strutting Leads to Getting Struck by Lightning

At this moment, Ye Ling truly didn't know what to say.

Yes, not a word left.

Ye Ling tried hard to think this way, desperately so, but in the end, he still cried.

Cried as if life itself was leaving him.

Because a few delicate fingers were currently twisting Ye Ling's waist, and a bright red palm print was on Ye Ling's face.

He had been slapped.

"Sis, I really was dreaming!" Ye Ling said with a mournful face.

Of course, she didn't cover up, but Ye Ling no longer had the curiosity to care!

His cheeks burned with pain, the flesh around his waist felt like it was being torn off, and if it weren't for his mother Wang Shufen being at home, Ye Ling would've screamed his lungs out long ago.

As a Houtian Middle Stage strong person, could it hurt this much just from being pinched?

Yes, it hurt precisely that much.

It hurt his heart!