"Old fox, come here." Shen Tang sat on the flower bed, beckoning with her finger, "I've got an easy task for you."
Qiu Yang saw her teasing attitude akin to playing with a dog, and his face twitched violently, a sense of unease rising in his heart.
What's this vicious female up to this time, calling him for no reason? Could it be she has thought of a new way to torment him?
Qiu Yang snorted coldly, fiercely threw the shovel to the ground, walked up to her with a livid face, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Master! ... What do you need?"
The look of gritting teeth seemed as if without the control of the slave chip, he would pounce on her and tear her to pieces the next second.
"Rest assured, as long as you do your part well, I won't mess with you for no reason. I called you over this time, indeed to give you a good task." Shen Tang was not annoyed, smiling, "I see Master Qiu Yang is quite nostalgic for home, how about I give you a chance to return?"
