Lu Luo smiled at Zhang Yifan and, taking advantage of the moment Zhang Yifan closed his eyes, pinched his own forehead.
His head ached, but he could distinctly feel that he had established some sort of connection with the eye on Zhang Yifan's forehead!
As Lu Luo focused his attention on Zhang Yifan's head, Zhang Yifan, as if sensing something, opened his eyes and looked towards Lu Luo.
"Mr. Lu Luo, is there something you need, staring at me like that?"
"Oh, sorry. You're so handsome, I couldn't help but stare a bit longer."
Suppressing the stinging sensation in his eyes, Lu Luo averted his gaze.
It was an incredibly uncomfortable sensation for Lu Luo. However, to Zhang Yifan, it simply looked as though Lu Luo was wincing from eye discomfort while staring intently at him.
This guy is too much! Doesn't he have any manners?
Zhang Yifan seemed angry but dared not voice it.
And so, the two of them ended up in a staring contest.
