Song Ning sneered, "Playing tricks!"

"I was wondering where this strong fox smell came from. It turns out that a fox ancestor has come..."

Unable to break free from He Yi, Song Ning vented all his pent-up anger on the woman.

"Xiao Yi, come here!"

The woman was not annoyed. She walked slowly to the foot of the wall and stood there. She raised her umbrella slightly, revealing a pair of slender fox eyes.

She had a porcelain-like face, cherry lips, rosy cheeks, and slender eyebrows. Even when she didn't speak, she would unconsciously reveal a seductive look.

"I'm not a fool!"

He Yi hugged Song Ning's legs, with a firm attitude.

As the old lady said, you have to admit defeat when it’s time to do so. The female ghost in front of you looks very troublesome!

He provoked her because he was confused!

"Why…"

The woman sighed, and the sadness of the tide spread around her.

He Yi's eyes showed pity, and he wished he could immediately go forward and hug the woman in his arms to relieve all her worries.

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