Rong Jing doesn't know about Ziyu stone. She didn't expect it to break so easily. She didn't mean to

looking at Qinchuan timidly, I found that this guy's smile was frozen for a while. I don't know why. It's clear that he was making trouble with her, but at this time, it would give a poor feeling. Is it difficult for a hateful person to have pity?

However, it's only a moment. Qinchuan's smile is bright again. The demon is as charming as a fox. He bends down to pick up the pieces of purple jade. "Tut Tut, jing'er, are you willing to spoil my infatuation so much?"

Rong Jing...