Is it not enough that your face was used to clean the gun back when reading the Heavenly Book, now you have to do it voluntarily?
Ye Wuming glanced disdainfully, pretending not to see, at a huge caterpillar. Blind.
You know, usually things are quite tense and confrontational, but this dispirited look is pretty rare... Also more commonly seen is when they are hidden inside someone else...
Speaking of which, he often referred to this thing as Dragon Sparrow, and Xia Chichi as White Tiger. So Xia Chichi lies there, with his thing hidden inside her; isn't this exactly like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
His thoughts spiraled out into this absurd direction; Ye Wuming thinks perhaps he should write fewer books in the future—people who do have different brains.
"Hey?" Zhao Changhe wondered, "What are you daydreaming about, haven't you seen this before?"
