"Ouch... it hurts, it hurts."
After a chaotic scene, Li Qiuxia grabbed the neck of the swan goose, stopping it from furiously biting Yu Zhenghong's butt.
Yu Zhenghong sat down on a chair in the courtyard, after taking a sip of tea, grimaced and held his waist. That swan goose could jump and kick with both legs.
Chen Peipei said grumpily, "Didn't people in our village raise these before? They bit quite a few people. Knowing they're fierce, why bring a swan goose back?"
As Chen Peipei spoke, she sat behind Yu Zhenghong, lifted his shirt, and applied some potion for him.
"I saw the swan goose being lively, and thought it'd be fun to get one for Master Fuli to chase. But I didn't expect it to be so fierce..." Yu Zhenghong took a sharp breath, especially feeling a spasmodic pain when the potion was applied.
"For me to chase?"
