Her hand stroked the purple clay pot for a while, then quickly brushed her sleeves and poured a glass of water into the purple clay cup.

The shemale was still stiff, and her vision trembled when it touched the small hands on the cup.

"Woman, you stop me." He got up and rushed forward, but he still couldn't stop him.

Seeing her pick up the purple sand cup, a beautiful dodge was easily dodged.

Holding a purple sand cup, he looked at him with a grin.

"Woman, come back, otherwise you may die without any scum."

She can't be pinched to death by him now, otherwise, who will cure her illness?

However, she didn't know the height of the sky, and the challenge was difficult. He had to follow the urgency.

"You said you would pay it back, so wouldn't I be very shameless?" Jun Feiyan hooked her lips delicately, put the purple sand cup on top with her fingertips, turned it around beautifully, and threw it into the air.

"Damn it......" The shemale stared wide-eyed and looked at the purple sand that was thrown away, and her body had already flown out.

Jun Feiyan glanced at him with a smile, opened her mouth, caught the tea leaves thrown out, and clasped the purple sand cup with her backhand.

If a graceful butterfly falls safely to the ground.

Somebody loses its balance and slams headlong into the door frame. He was so frightened that he screamed out because he was nervous.

The door bounced open, and the man in red raised his head gracefully, just in time to see this scene.

"Oops, oops, Mo, help me, help me." The shemale frantically waved and grabbed, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

The man's eyebrows jumped slightly, his narrow Danfeng eyes flashed, and he took a few steps back.

"Oh my." The shemale slammed headlong into the man in red, her mouth crooked and wide.

"Ha Luha, Ha Luha, the dead ladyboy you look so good when you fall like this." Jun Feiyan played with the purple clay pot in his hand, and when he saw the man behind him, his face changed slightly.

His deep eyes looked straight at her, and when he saw what she was holding, his eyes narrowed with charm.

"Demon, why are you here?"

"Oh, Death Momo, you ungrateful fellow, it's really embarrassing that you didn't save your buddy." The shemale lying on the ground raised his head and glared at Cang Mo angrily.

Seems to have completely forgotten something!!

The good-looking Danfeng's eyes were full of storms, his red lips hooked lightly, and he spit out word by word, "Huh? The things that are in their nature are never allowed to be moved. The tone was flirtatious and slightly angry.

Yes? Only then did the shemale realize the meaning of his words, and closed her face depressedly, with an expression of looking at death as if she were at home.

Not only did he release the prisoner without permission, but he also found out that his purple clay pot had been moved.

Actually, it's a double crime!!

Woo woo, why is he so unlucky, this evil woman really brings bad luck to people.

After hearing him say that he was not allowed to touch his things, he indifferently focused his eyes on the purple clay pot in his hand.

Raising his head again, he received an unkind look.

The man in red, his eyes were shining, his red clothes were flying, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he strode towards this Jun Feiyan.

She only felt a strong pressure coming from her, and her limbs shook faintly.

It was a breath, a vigor that she had only seen in the emperor, so frightening.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, her eyes shining with wariness.

"Dead demon, what the hell are you going to do?" The sound was noticeably more like usual.