Salted Fish Wrist

Chapter 211

Was he wrong for trying so hard to be the little roundworm in Li Wenchuan's stomach?

Little question marks popped up one after another in Jiang Hansheng's eyes. Li Wenchuan looked into his eyes and, bizarrely, understood. Even he found it unbelievable that he had grasped the question, but he still insisted on saying, "Roundworms get killed by deworming medicine and then shat out."

"..."

"Don't bully me just because I never went through nine years of compulsory education. I crammed all the middle and elementary school biology." Li Wenchuan was just short of adding a hands-on-hips emoji, utterly self-righteous.

"Do I need to praise you too?" Jiang Hansheng asked helplessly.

"You can divine the imperial will, so why can't you flatter people?"

At that, Jiang Hansheng leaned over and whispered a few words into Li Wenchuan's ear. The moment he finished, pink rushed from Li Wenchuan's earlobes across his entire ears, then swiftly conquered his neck as if laying siege to a city.

His voice unconsciously trembled a little. "Y-you hooligan. How dare you..."

"Are you going to arrest me?" Jiang Hansheng brought his wrists together and held both hands out before Li Wenchuan. "Will you use handcuffs or rope, or perhaps... a col..."

Li Wenchuan grabbed Jiang Hansheng's wrists with one hand and pressed them down, while covering his mouth with the other. "Say one more word, and you'll be going home with your parents later!"

After deliberately lowering his voice, Jiang Hansheng did not find him fierce at all. He only found him adorable, like someone he wanted to squish and pet.

Since they were in public, Li Wenchuan immediately let go and sat upright again. Yet now, no matter how he sat, he felt uncomfortable—like sitting on pins and needles, thorns at his back,