The stabbing pain in his stiff cheeks was suddenly touched by a cold hand, causing Zhang Ning to shiver all over and hastily take a step back.
It was as if he had been stung, his cheeks instantly turning red, "What, what are you doing?"
He Qing looked at him with surprise, "You look about twenty, right? Why such an intense reaction, could you still be a pure-hearted young boy?"
She smiled slightly, "What am I doing? Of course, I'm teasing you!"
"You!"
Zhang Ning's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He was handsome and from a good family background, countless people had confessed their feelings to him since he was young, but he had never met anyone as bold and direct as He Qing. He was completely dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.