Leng Yao's pupils were filled with a cold light, like daggers piercing Ye Tian's heart.
If Leng Yao's stamina were restored now, she would undoubtedly kill Ye Tian without hesitation.
Ye Tian watched as if admiring a piece of art, occasionally taking snapshots.
From various angles, he interpreted the beauty of Leng Yao.
Leng Yao stood expressionless.
Ye Tian felt this was good enough and made no further demands.
He continued his multi-angle shooting, then looked at Leng Yao with his phone raised, "Do you realize how advanced the internet is today? You're so beautiful that if I wanted to share your beauty with everyone, just a few taps on my phone screen and you'd be famous."
"I'm not a celebrity, nor a model."
Leng Yao said in her somewhat awkward Huaxia language.
