"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" Ye Haochuan sneered coldly, inserting the final needle slowly.
Almost instantly, a strong itch arose from the depths of the woman's heart, causing her body to shiver violently with a sense of foreboding.
Sure enough, in the next second, the itch spread rapidly from her heart, enveloping her whole body.
It was an unbearable itch, and she desperately wanted to scratch, but found herself unable to move.
"What have you done to me?" the woman, driven crazy, shouted aloud.
"Don't rush, the best part is yet to come!" Ye Haochuan laughed mischievously, looking at her with a teasing expression.
The next moment, even her internal organs itched, as if countless ants were crawling inside. Her veins bulged, and she screamed incessantly.
That wasn't the end; as the itch continued to spread, the grapes on her chest and the grove below also started itching incessantly.
