"Colorful butterfly, you see clearly, I am Chen Jiu, your man, is not a little darker, you really do not want me?" Chen Jiu is also very wronged in the face of the disgust and evil of the butterflies.

"Monster, where's my Chen Jiu, what the hell are you doing to him?" The butterfly questioned, a face of vigilance and resentment.

"It's me. Look carefully, am I Chen Jiu?" Chen Jiu thought he was in a very handsome position and grinned.

"Gee, you're just evil. Dead hearted, I don't have a man like you!" When the butterfly looked at it carefully, it was angry again. "Although you look the same...