"Ah!" Dongfang Yinyin let out a scream, then felt Pei Shao's two large hands press firmly against the skin of her back. Waves of heat passed through his palms into her delicate body, giving Dongfang Yinyin an unprecedented, strange thrill. But she soon screamed again, her entire face turning as red as if it were about to be roasted.
"Pei Shao, you really are a..." Finally unable to endure Pei Shao's repeated "advances," Dongfang Yinyin turned and ran outside.
But before Dongfang Yinyin could run out the door, she cried out "Ah!" again, her expression one of extreme shock as she stammered, "Me... Mei..."
Pei Shao, who had chased after her to explain himself, froze as though someone had cast a paralysis spell on him. His eyes widened at once, and he cried, "Lin Meijing?"
The person who had arrived was none other than Lin Meijing.
After receiving Dongfang Yinyin's call that morning, Lin Meijing had been unable to sit still. She quickly finished several important tasks at hand, hastily ate her boxed lunch at noon, and could no longer resist going to check on Pei Shao and Dongfang Yinyin.
For one thing, Dongfang Yinyin was her closest friend. Such a major incident had happened at the martial arts hall, so no matter how busy she was, Lin Meijing should have gone to see if there was anything she could help with. For another, Pei Shao was her subordinate, and he had helped her out of huge predicaments several times before. Whether out of emotion or reason, she could no longer settle down and keep working.
Moreover, judging by Dongfang Yinyin's tone, the person who had come to challenge the hall was incredibly formidable. Lin Meijing was worried that Pei Shao would be no match for him and would get