As soon as cook stayed, he smiled low, glanced at Chu zhaoyue and blinked a little doubted eyes. Some of them came close to her ears, slightly narrowed their eyes and smiled: "don't sit like this, what do you want? Do you want to... "

cook's face was full of defense. He let Chu zhaoyue go. He stretched out his hand to tighten his torn clothes. His hands tightly tied him together. He seemed to make a strange sound: "let me tell you first, I'm as good as a jade. Don't think about me, like that..." Full face overflows the person that defends, that pair of inky black eyes, but...