Tang Yuehua's Original Intent?

"..."

Jin Yue'er's thunderous remark left Ye Tian and Qian Renxue alike in silence.

Qian Renxue looked at Ye Tian in confusion.

Ye Tian's face looked worse than ever, livid and iron-blue, veins bulging on his palm...

"Ah! Ye Tian, why are you pinching me?!"

Jin Yue'er immediately cried out in pain, hurriedly shaking off Ye Tian's hand from her waist and covering her side as she backed up two steps.

"I don't just want to pinch you—I want to throw you into the spring eye below!"

Ye Tian stared at Jin Yue'er and said speechlessly:

"I meant blood essence, blood essence! Not the menstrual blood tucked away in your pants!"

"Hmph! Why don't you explain the difference, then~"

Jin Yue'er pouted, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"If you don't want what comes from my pants, then I just won't let it flow into my pants, right? Or do you only want what comes from Sister Xue's pants?"

"Yue'er! What nonsense are you talking about? I-I still have more than half a month before my period..."

Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed crimson.

She pulled away from Ye Tian's chest and took a step back.

"!!!"

Ye Tian's vision darkened a little.

Clearly, even Qian Renxue had been led astray by the brainless Jin Yue'er.

Ye Tian looked at Qian Renxue and Jin Yue'er as if life had lost all meaning, laughing in exasperation. "So that's what you think I am? Some kind of abnormal?"

"No, not at all."

Qian Renxue hurriedly shook her head.

She had been so shocked by Jin Yue'er's remarks that she had not heard Ye Tian's explanation clearly at all.

Jin Yue'er nodded repeatedly. "Right, we don't think that at all. I believe there must be some reason you need that