Lin Chen grinned at Wang Yushan and said, "You should have a heart-shaped birthmark on your body, right?"
This time, Wang Yushan's cheeks turned even redder, her face showing a mix of complex expressions—shock, confusion, but mostly anger.
"Jerk, how do you know I have a heart-shaped birthmark?" Wang Yushan coldly stared at Lin Chen and asked.
Lin Chen smiled faintly: "Why should I tell you? Looks like I guessed right, huh!"
"Jerk, you pervert, daring to spy on me."
As she spoke, Wang Yushan, like a madwoman, began throwing punches at Lin Chen like raindrops.
Though her attack was fierce, her movements were already in disarray.
Lin Chen dodged left and right, but Wang Yushan kept getting more intense, each punch packed with full Inner Strength, as if she really wanted Lin Chen's life.
However, Lin Chen kept dodging, and Wang Yushan couldn't even touch his clothes.
After more than ten rounds, Lin Chen smiled faintly: "Now it's my turn."
