"Well, I was going to pay you. Now it seems that you are not as good as Han Zhen." Chu Fei shakes his head, a gentle pity.

"I...!" Chunfang struggled for a while. She asked again, "how many pills have I blown for you?"

"it depends on your level?" Chufei said.

"my level is naturally first-class!" Chunfang said proudly.

"Oh? You used to do it? " Chu Fei can understand: "also, follow Han Zhen that wench, must have learned this skill long ago!"

"how much do you really pay?" Chunfang is more true.

"how about a hundred magic pills for bottom protection, which are well blown and rewarded?" Chufei said....