How could I not be frustrated! The Saintess loosened her teeth, looking at the deep bite mark on Li Yifei's shoulder, and suddenly felt a little distressed. She quickly asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Saying it doesn't hurt would be a lie, but since it was you who bit me, even if you stabbed me, I wouldn't be mad at you!" Li Yifei smiled.
The Saintess was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged Li Yifei, her face rubbing against his like a little puppy, murmuring, "When you say things like that, I'm even more reluctant to kill you!"
"Oh, come on, it's not like you could kill me even if you wanted to." Li Yifei took advantage of the moment when the Saintess wasn't paying attention and reached out with his salty pig hand.
"Smack!" The Saintess slapped his hand away, saying, "You're kind of ruining the mood."
"I'm afraid if we keep talking, you might strike now!"
"Why not strike now?"
