Hearing Qin Yinze's answer, Ji Rou wanted to kill him: "You...you..." She punched Qin Yinze again, "the surname is Qin, I must have it today You look good." The tiger didn't show his power, he even regarded her as a sick cat.

This time, just like the last time, Qin Yinze held her fist with a light gesture: "if you're okay, you can go out." Qin Yinze pointed to the door and said, "you Nice hair blown."

"Blow you big-headed ghost! Qin Yinze, you big liar! Let me tell you, if I believe you again in the future, I will really be a two hundred and five." Ji Rou was so angry that she grabbed the pillow on the sofa and turned to her He slammed it down, "Damn bastard, go to hell!"