บท 1158: Why Doesn't He Ever Tease Me?

"Can I borrow your gloves?" Ye Feng turned around and asked the purser.

Although the purser did not know what he was going to do, she still took off her white gloves and handed them to him.

After Ye Feng took it, he put it on his hand calmly, then looked at the middle-aged man. "Didn't you say that you can't smell your feet? Try again now."

As he spoke, he suddenly took off his socks.

"En, en…"

The middle-aged man immediately struggled, but his feet were grabbed by the other party. He could not exert any strength in his arms, nor could he scream. He could not resist at all.

Ye Feng pinched his nose and brought the sock under his nose. "Can you smell it now?"

"Ugh…"

As soon as the sock was placed under his nose, the middle-aged man felt like vomiting.

His socks were already extremely smelly, and now that his sense of smell had increased tenfold, the stench was even more unbearable.