"No, butterfly, can you avoid it?" Jingxin suddenly took the big hand on her shoulder, which was a little harmful. She looked at the butterfly. After all, at such a sacred moment, it was difficult for her to adapt to such a close look.

"Yes, I haven't seen it before!" But the butterfly pouted its mouth with displeasure.

"What did you say?" Clean heart is nervous immediately, and the flowers lose their colour.

"Okay, butterfly, let's not mention anything about me and the devil. Lou for the moment, okay?" Chen Jiu apparently misunderstood, but it also cleared the way for Jingxin, making her less panicky.

"Why are you both looking...