"Ah... No, I don't. I don't have anything at all?" Qing'e is nervous. Like other women, it's fragrant. Her tongue is rolled up and the wind blows away. There's nothing left.

"What? I'm afraid my predecessors will snatch it from you?' The devil's forgetful eyes, slightly unhappy, this man is old, mouth is more and more greedy.

"I..." Qing E was surprised, her eyes turned and she decided to tease Chen Jiu. She immediately said, "Chen Jiu gave me this thing. If you want to eat, you have to ask him for it!"

"What?" Chen Jiu was foolish right away. Oh my God, what kind of plane do you have...