Yuanyuan said proudly, "Xiangxiangan just woke up. Yuanyuan knocked him out!"
"Is Yuanyuan good or not?"
Wei Xinghai touched Ruan Jiaan's forehead and said with a bit of a smile, "This kid is so great! He'll sleep for three to five years after this pat."
Zaizai has a strong learning ability, but he still needs more practice in many things, otherwise it would be bad if he can’t control the dosage well.
Yuanyuan knew that she had used too much force and was a little embarrassed, so she laughed a few times, showing a row of small teeth, trying to get away with it.
Wei Xinghai raised his hand and removed Ruan Jiaan's requiem spell.
As soon as Ruan Jiaan woke up, he bared his teeth and yelled, "Round, round, round, round! Be gentle!"
"Oh my god, my brains are about to pop out!"
He blinked hard, and when he saw the expressionless Wei Xinghai in front of him, he immediately regained his composure.
"Brother Wei."
"How does it feel?"
Ruan Jiaan was puzzled, "Feeling?"
He felt that something was wrong.
"Ouch! Who hit me? Why does my body hurt so much?"
"Hiss...Fuck! Which dog dares to hit your Grandpa Ruan!"
Ruan Jiaan shouted, and when he looked up, everyone in the room was silent.
Xu Sirui raised his hand and quietly pointed at Wei Xinghai.
Ruan Jiaan immediately humbled himself and looked like a servile slave.
"Oh, it's you, Monk Wei!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Go ahead and hit me! Hit me more times. My skin is tight and I need more hits to feel better!"
This attitude gave Wang Hu, the little flatterer, goosebumps.
He thought he was being servile enough when he flattered the little boss, but he didn't expect that there is no such thing as the most servile, only more servile.
Compared with Ruan Jiaan, he really has to admit defeat!
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