What a cocky tone!

Jiang Xian was in the middle of bringing in the mike, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he heard these words.

Qin Yue said indignantly from the side, "Sister Xian! Don't show any mercy in a while! Must kill her breeze!"

"Will do." Jiang Xian raised her red lips, a pair of almond eyes dark and deep, a flash of essence, so fast that it was impossible to catch.

She hadn't moved her muscles in a long time , they were rusty.

Why would ...