When the wind was warm, Jiuyaxin said on her mouth, "You should take care of it. I'd better have a beast eat you when I'm not here."

Hanzi laughed loudly and said, "My meat is stinky. Beasts can't eat it. Ouch --" The proud part involved the wound on his back and began to hum loudly.

Feng Jiuya looked back and laughed.

Hanzi looked at her complacent distant figure and thought, "I don't know what her real face is like, but listen to what she means, when she shows her true face, she must be constantly harassed. That must be a great beauty."

After a moment of fantasy, he grabbed...