Chu Fei could not help arguing. At that time, the evil fire hit his head and made him unconscious. Let alone a comatose woman. Even a sow could not help it.

"how do you know that she is really dead now?" Aunt Ding said with a smile.

"well, she's not dead, either?" Chu Fei grabs a pair of peaks with both hands. He is stunned. Isn't it really dead? He pinches it. It's very elastic. It's as good as it is.

"HMM..." It seems that some sad chant, the woman actually moved.

"my grass is really not dead!" Chu Fei was shocked and let go of her hand. She couldn't...