C157 A Grudge Between Women

Yang Ying was currently dressed in light blue clothes, which tightly wrapped her body. Like a protective suit, Lee Liang gently placed his hand on Yang Ying's body. On the surface of this dress, there was actually a layer of light. It was as if some kind of defensive mechanism had been activated.

"Hmm?"

Lee Liang felt a sharp pain on his palm. Something had pierced into his palm