Once Kun had collected the dough, he started teaching Ye Chen some of his own experiences, while Li Xin, glancing at the dough in his hand, finally couldn't resist imitating Ye Chen and smacked it onto his own face.
Then, his entire face was covered by the dough.
Li Xin rubbed it with his hands twice, but still felt extremely uncomfortable. How come this sticky feeling isn't the same as what Ye Chen said?
Li Xin wanted to open his eyes but realized he couldn't, his nose was also covered by the dough making it impossible to breathe.
Damn, I've been tricked!
If Li Xin still didn't know he was being played at this point, he'd be a fool.
Thinking of this, Li Xin frantically began to tear at the dough on his face, but the dough, though soft, was very resilient, and he couldn't tear it off.
