"ha ha! Don't do it! I'm a boy, and I'm just showing my waist. " With a wry smile on his face, he pointed to his waist.

when Lin Ziyi peeped through his fingers, there were rows of black, purple, black and purple pinch marks on his waist.

"ah! How could that be? " Lin Ziyi looks at Zhang Yang, frowns and points to the pinching marks on Zhang Yang's waist. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"it's OK!" Zhang Yang rubbed the pinch mark on his waist and looked at Lin Ziyi pitifully. "Can you help me to rub it? I really hurt!"

"ah! Rub it for you? "...