And at the same moment, the tightening force around his neck loosened, and the woman's hands released in the next second.
"It's okay now, it's okay," Yan Junze patted his chest, without turning his head back he said, "I helped you put your tongue back in. This should make you look a bit prettier, I meant no harm."
"Thank...thank you."
The voice of the woman behind him became extraordinarily clear, obviously her tongue that had been hanging out of her mouth had also retracted.
"Now, may I look at you?" Yan Junze asked cautiously, still not turning around.
"Sorry for scaring you just now," Ye Zhennan said. "Yes, you can look at me."
Yan Junze was encountering such a polite strangeness for the first time, so for a moment, he, who had been tormented by the Resentful Granny and the earlier Ke'er, found it somewhat disconcerting.
At this moment, he realized the true meaning of the so-called "cheapness" unintentionally revealed in human nature itself.