"Small? How is this small?" Qin Yanan looked down, quite dissatisfied. She had compared herself with many of her girlfriends, and she had never met her match. How could it possibly be small?
Tang Feng hurriedly waved his hands, "You misunderstood, I meant that the size of your underwear is small. Doesn't it hurt being so tight?"
Qin Yanan suddenly became as still as a wooden chicken, "Does the physiognomy skill of the Heavenly Profound Sect specialize in calculating women's underwear sizes?"
"Cough, cough, not exactly, just took a quick glance," Tang Feng felt he shouldn't tarnish his sect's reputation.
Though he had made up the sect himself, he should still maintain its image.
"Besides underwear sizes, what else can you figure out? The color of the underwear?" Qin Yanan propped her cheek with her hand, her eyes enchanting.
Tang Feng's forehead sprouted three black lines; he didn't want to dwell on the topic of underwear anymore and tried to change the subject.