"You're practically insulting me."
Shen Jiao decided that from now on she would also cover her face with a mask and never admit it.
"How is that possible? I never swear. How do you swear? I have no idea."
Ji Yan: "Oh? Then I'll teach you."
Shen Jiao was a little confused.
Teach her?
What should I teach her?
Should I teach her to swear?
How to teach?
After all, she really couldn't reconcile Ji Yan, a tyrant who could pull out a radish and conjure up the image of beheading someone, with an old woman rolling up her sleeves and cursing loudly.
They're not even the same breed.
Shen Jiao's mind was full of questions.
Seeing Ji Yan's calm and composed expression, Shen Jiao inexplicably felt a strong unease emanating from within.
To teach better, Ji Yan easily broke free of the hemp rope binding her body like a silkworm cocoon, as easily as breaking off orange segments.
Shen Jiao: "..."
Huh? What happened to the promise that it couldn't be solved?
Ji Yan was quite particular; she wiped her hands before raising her hand to pinch Shen Jiao's puffed-up cheeks.
Shen Jiao: "???"
Perhaps it's because the food has been good lately, with a good mix of meat and vegetables, that the hamster's cheeks are puffed up and round, just like a smooth and delicate loach.
Ji Yan slipped and couldn't hold on tight for a moment.
The tyrant's hand slipped and he pinched her lips.
Not only did he pinch it, he also pulled it outwards, trying to turn the frizzy hamster into a flat-beaked duckling.
At that very moment, Shen Jiao's last shred of sanity finally crumbled.
She exploded.
Shen Jiao's face twisted in rage: "Ji Yan, you brain-dead bastard!"
"Hey, look, you've learned it already."
Ji Yan clapped her hands and laughed.
His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, like an old fox who had cultivated for a thousand years.
...
at the same time.
The bottom was also fried into a pot of porridge.
"He actually broke free from such a thick rope! Oh no! Everyone be careful, he's definitely going to run away!"
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