Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Jing Hong's white silk cloth stretched out. She was chasing after Chu Xun.

Poor Chu the Devil could only dodge left and right.

"Darling, don't listen to their nonsense. I meant we should talk."

"Yes, you should talk with each other. Combine your minds and bodies and be honest with each other," Flaming Qilin's cheap voice sounded again.

Chu Xun was very angry. He shouted, "If you two dare to talk nonsense ...