Sun Li frowned as he looked at the white palm that was fanning straight into his face. Although the palm was as slow as a tortoise in Sun Li's eyes, Lin Waner's attitude towards this action made Sun Li's discontent erupt at last.

He gently reached out his hand and grabbed Lin Waner's wrist in the last second of slapping him on the face.

Sun Li raised his head slowly, his eyes twinkling with dissatisfaction, looked at Lin Waner and said, "What are you going to do?"

Lin Waner found that her hand fanned to Sun Li had been caught. Especially after hearing Sun Li's words, she was furious and...