"Brother Lin, it's my turn!"
"I believe in you! We're comrades-in-arms, how could I not trust you!" Zhi Ming raised his small, round black hand as he spoke.
At this moment, Jian Bing was also staring intently at Lin Yuan.
His big blue eyes were blinking, as if saying, go on, touch it! Aren't you fond of touching others' hands? Go on, touch it!
"Damn!" Lin Yuan cursed inwardly, why does this feel like asking for trouble!
However, Lin Yuan was quick-witted too.
With a swift thought, Lin Yuan came up with a solution.
Trying to trouble me, Lin Yuan? You're still too inexperienced.
Lin Yuan, being tall, placed his hand conveniently on Zhi Ming's forehead.
Through touching Zhi Ming's forehead, he left a trace of his aura.
"Done!" Lin Yuan said.
Zhi Ming looked at Lin Yuan and teased, "That's it?"
"It took you so long with Jian Bing, why was mine so fast?"
