Asura's Fierce Ambush on the Tip of the Tongue

Gu Yuena nodded obediently.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she shoved the ice cream she had just licked right up to Nan Feng's mouth, blinking her big eyes as she looked at him with an expectant expression.

The corner of Nan Feng's eye twitched violently. "You're not that young anymore. Stop playing these childish tricks."

The moment he finished speaking, Gu Yuena's eyes reddened with a swish, crystalline tears welling in them.

Nan Feng froze, immediately raising his hands in surrender. "Stop! I'll eat it, okay?!"

Bracing himself, he took a reluctant small bite from the ice cream in Gu Yuena's hand.

"Is that enough now?" Nan Feng sighed wearily.

However, Qian Renxue, who had been watching coldly from the side, narrowed her eyes dangerously.

She glanced down at the half of the ice cream Nan Feng had handed her earlier, took a bite without hesitation, then raised it and held it to Nan Feng's mouth.

Looking at the ice cream pressed against the other side of his lips, Nan Feng's eye twitched furiously. "What are you doing now?"

Imitating Gu Yuena, Qian Renxue's eyes instantly reddened. Her voice carried thirty percent grievance and seventy percent stubbornness. "What? You can eat what she gives you, but not what I give you? Are you disgusted by me?"

Nan Feng was on the verge of breaking down.

He felt that his current predicament was ten thousand times more dangerous than facing Tang Chen's Asura Demon Sword.

To put an end to this war without smoke, he could only turn his head and take a bite from the ice cream in Qian Renxue's hand as well.

"Happy now?!" Nan Feng glared at Qian Renxue and gritted out in a low voice, "Miss, she's making a fuss because her mental age