Chapter 500 Let Go of Me, You Scoundrel

"Hehe, does it hurt?" Lin Zifeng grinned and smiled.

"Who, who is hurting, I, I'm just afraid that you'll ruin your face and won't look good when meeting my father tomorrow." Nangong Bing's gaze shifted evasively, and her speech was obviously a bit self-conscious and coy.

"Hey, isn't that being concerned? It's not like you have to pay for the damage.

"You! Why are you like this."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You, you don't appreciate what's good for you." Nangong Bing pouted her lips, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her pretty face blushed, the usually cold visage now tinged with a pretty flush in an instant.

"Hehe, actually, I understand the Old Lady's thoughts all too well." While speaking, his "Demon Claw" began to reach around Nangong Bing's slender waist.

"What, what are you doing!"