Ji Yan couldn't wait any longer, "Stomp on it."

"ah?"

"Stomp on, crunch crunch, stomp on, don't you understand?" Ji Yan was a martial artist, and her vision in the dark was exceptionally clear, so she naturally saw Shen Jiao's astonished face.

It's not like we haven't stepped on it before. What's so shocking about it?

Ugh, so annoying!

Ji Yan was so angry that her eyes turned red. How could she act so well? There wasn't a single flaw in her performance.

The room was already oppressive, and Shen Jiao could clearly feel the tyrant's exasperated emotions. Resigned, she stomped on it. Fine, fine, what can she do when he's the eldest brother?

But she definitely couldn't break it; this was the Emperor, the treasure of Great Yan, and she dared not.

Ji Yan: ? ? ? That's it?

"You're still not full?"

Shen Jiao: "I'm full, but I'm hungry again."

She muttered to herself, "I've been jumping around all day, and all that food has long been digested. Who's as lucky as you, sitting on a chaise lounge with someone fanning you and endless snacks? I'm so pitiful, okay?"

This annoyed Ji Yan even more, because he couldn't tell from the outside that Shen Jiao was any different from before, but he always felt that something was wrong with the person in front of him. So he wanted to confirm the feeling of his finger bone being stepped on back then, so that he could dispel his doubts.

He believed that this was the only method that would avoid any problems.

But Shen Jiao still lets him down at crucial moments. Is she feeling guilty?

Ji Yan observed her expression; she looked listless, as if she were quite hungry. He moved closer to Shen Jiao, his voice cool and light, "Now, immediately, take off your shoes!"

Shen Jiao: "!!!"

Dame ah.