"Fortunately you didn't stop, you slender arms and legs, she smashed you back, your uncle Qin must tear me down!"

"Sister Qiao, you're told to be serious!"

"Wife."

"My brother-in-law is here, you talk slowly, I'll go out first." Qin Mo-mo glides cleverly.

"Come on."

"Hmm?" Chu Qiao looked at Yi Qingchen in surprise and wondered where she had produced a Shujin Huoluo Oil. Some of them rubbed hot in her palm and then wiped it on her right palm.

"Don't slap a person, it hurts you too. Next time you use a stick, you can't kick with your feet, remember?"

"..."

"Sorry, did you get into trouble?"

"Silly, she...