Jing Zhuang's eyes darkened, and her voice said in a low, hoarse tone, "The master is not doing the right thing, shouldn't those of us who are slaves persuade her?"

Jing catkin was practically infuriated by Jingzhuang's dead brain.

"Even if you were going to say something, wouldn't you pick something nice to say? If you have to say something to upset her, aren't you asking for trouble?"

However, if Jing Zhuang said a few compliments and coaxed Shi Bao Ning to be happy, Shi ...