"Of course I'm scared! You're such a petty person, I'm sure I'll die at your hands!" Xiao Feifei rolled her eyes dramatically. "But since I'm going to die at your hands anyway, I might as well enjoy myself with some mouth exercise!"
Qi Yun frowned, not expecting this little girl to be so idiotic. "You're so dumb, do your parents know?"
"You're the dumb one!" Xiao Feifei shouted indignantly. "You're dumb, your whole family is dumb!"
"Do you know what you're saying?" Qi Yun felt his pride was seriously challenged.
"I know, though I might be tied up now, it's not like my brain isn't working!"
"Little girl, you still have quite a sharp tongue, huh?" Qi Yun stared at her bright red lips.
This little girl seemed like a model; he had noticed her before. But he never liked women who were too young, so he rarely paid attention.
Seeing her today, she was quite pretty—her face was her face, her mouth was her mouth, her chest was her chest, her butt was her butt.
