Song Jiao was sitting on the roof, watching Ji Man with relish through the system, and chuckling from time to time.
Suddenly, a fiery red figure came into her sight.
The girl was wearing a bright red dress, like a burning flame, and she stood out in the yard.
She put her hands on her hips, looked around, and said in a loud voice with a hint of arrogance: "Who is Princess Qinglan? How dare you let me play with you? You are so brave."
When Song Jiao heard the voice, she frowned slightly, then stood up, jumped lightly, and floated down from the roof, standing steadily in front of the girl.
She looked up at the other person and found that he was much taller than her, which made her feel a little unhappy for some reason.
"It's me!" Song Jiao's clear voice echoed in the air. She raised her head and looked at the other person without fear.
Although she was at a disadvantage in terms of height, her aura was not inferior to that of the other party.
"It's you, little dwarf?" The girl widened her eyes and looked at Song Jiao up and down with disdain, "You actually let me come to play with you? You should see if you have the ability to do it!" Before she finished speaking, a long whip appeared in her hand. The whip flashed coldly in the sunlight and looked extremely sharp.
The girl swung her whip, lashing out at Song Jiao. The whip whistled fiercely, its force fierce. However, Song Jiao reacted quickly, teleporting back onto the rooftop and easily dodging the lash.
"Who wants a mean-spirited person like you to play with?" Song Jiao stood on the roof, looking down at the girl with a hint of provocation in her tone, "Go find whoever asked you to come!"
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