"Well," Chen Jiu muffled, not tasting the ice-green delicacies, but stomach pain almost spit out the overnight meal, very uncomfortable.

"Chen Jiu, courageous enough fat ah, actually dare to hit my mind?" The ice-green gaze at Chen Jiu was very angry.

"Hey, you hit people with reason, clearly not enchanted, but also pretend to deceive me like that, what do you really feel comfortable with?" Chen Jiuran was not satisfied.

"If I don't, how can I try out your thieves?" Ice green all over the face is reasonable, that is a cruel preaching: "You son of a bitch, don't think I'm close to you these days, you can think of...