"I don't believe it?" Shi Hao chuckled, his palm gliding over her snow-white back, smooth and warm to the touch.
What made him feel speechless and defeated was the appearance of tiny bumps on the silky, satin-like skin, forming a layer of goosebumps.
At that moment, Yue Chan's hair stood on end, feeling as though snakes or insects were crawling over her, making her uncomfortable all over; she slapped his hand away, saying, "What I'm telling you is the truth."
"Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" Shi Hao said discontentedly, gently stroking her glossy black hair. "To think that I, with my god-given martial prowess and peerless valiance, appear so intolerable in your eyes, making your whole body break out in goosebumps at a single touch? Unforgivable."
"Why do you never believe me when I tell the truth?" Yue Chan blinked her large eyes, which sparkled brilliantly, her white and beautiful face radiating a divine, irresistible luster.