Ye Lanchen had gone mad. This was the conclusion that Chu Wuyou came to at this moment.
She thought that Ye Lanchen must have been stimulated by something and then went mad. Otherwise, he definitely would not have done such a thing.
Just as Chu Wuyou felt as if she was struck by lightning and felt as if her entire body was about to be charred, Ye Lanchen actually still held her hand and moved it on his face a few times. In other words, he let her directly touch his face a few times.
Chu Wuyou secretly exhaled. At this moment, he held her with such strength that she could not break free. Therefore, even if she was unwilling to touch his face, she had no choice. At this moment, Chu Wuyou could not help but feel angry in her heart.
"Is it thick? It's not thick, right? So, you can't malign me in the future." Ye Lanchen happened to be looking at her with a slight smile on his face. At this moment, Ye Lanchen's expression was completely serious.
