Feng Xin looked at Guan Yu's posture and knew naturally what Guan Yu was thinking. He just went up and looked at Guan Yu's arm and twisted it. His face was red and his eyes threatened Guan Yu: "What are you thinking about?"

"No..." Guan Yu grinned and said with a smile.

Wrinkled his nose, Feng Xin looked at Guan Yu with a fierce threat and muttered, "You're not satisfied with Xiaojuan, you're messing around. Take good care of others, or... Don't blame me me for tidying you up! Hmm!"

Guan Yu-hey laughed, looked at Feng Xin askew, but did not speak.

Two seconds later, Feng Xin felt as if...