Li Heng's expression was cold, and he did not reach out to take it. "I have a cell phone."

Shen Zhiyi scoffed, then took action, pulled the phone from his pocket, smashed it on the ground, and stomped on it, grinding it down.

“Now, it’s gone.” She stared into his eyes and threatened, each word a threat.

"You!" Li Heng's chest heaved with anger.

"What about me?" Shen Zhiyi smiled mischievously, tilted her head back, and pressed her foot down harder.

The screen is cracked.

Shen Zhiyi paused deliberately, and said slowly, "If you keep nagging, I'll step on you."

Li Heng lowered his head.

I saw her feet encased in lambskin high heels.

The arch of the instep arches slightly due to the exertion.

He could see pale blue veins floating beneath her fair skin.

Step on him?

A sliver of dark light flashed behind the lens.

He pressed his thin lips together and remained silent.

Shen Zhiyi released her foot and kicked the cracked phone to his feet.

"Pull the card out and put it back in yourself."

She crossed her arms and said, "I don't have that much patience to waste here with you."

The shop assistant froze in shock.

Just as he was about to break the awkward silence and go over to help change it, Li Heng suddenly squatted down to pick up the phone from the ground.

He was tall, and when he suddenly squatted down, he got very close to her legs.

Shen Zhiyi could almost feel his breath hitting her calves, and she took two steps back uncomfortably.

Li Heng's finger bones stopped moving.

He quickly picked up the phone, grabbed the thimble, and deftly pulled out the SIM card.

Shen Zhiyi stood to his side and behind, watching him put the card into the new phone. Her gaze slid down his cold, sharp profile to his arms, waist, and legs.

Hmm, you've lost a bit of weight.

Can photos taken like this have any impact?

She wanted strong, well-proportioned muscles and an absolutely healthy body.

It's not a sickly dog.

Fortunately, she had been exposed to this from a young age and had personally witnessed how her father, Anello, trained men who were powerless to kill chickens into top talents like wild wolves.

She wanted to emulate him in every way, training him to be the way she wanted him to be.

Shen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.

Hmm... let me think, the first step is...

She looked up, a slight smile playing on her lips.

【threaten. 】