C1015 Dead Spot Exposure

"You …" Ye Zhuoen's eyes suddenly widened as her face paled. "I, I was wrong. I won't talk back anymore. Don't blow my hand!"

Lan Haoshen curled his lips evilly, "Scared?"

"Yes, yes." Ye Zhuoen was about to cry.

Unexpectedly, he put down the oil pot and nimbly turned her ring, effortlessly taking it off.

"Huh?" Only then did Ye Zhuoen come back to her senses