The rest of the words were clear to everyone.
Little White had long been labeled as a major general. Whoever touched him would die!
The major general did not flare up just now, but he would definitely remember to settle the score later..
Carrying the drunk little white, the major general got into the car.
The driver looked and asked worriedly, “Major general, what happened to Little White?”
The major lowered his head and looked at the woman whose face was flushed red and her pink lips were slightly parted. He said fiercely, “She’s drunk.”
The driver hurriedly started the engine and drove back to Rong residence.
At first, the person who was leaning against the major’s embrace was still obedient. She did not move or talk nonsense. Gradually..
Her claws started to act up and she grabbed whatever she touched. Her slightly opened pink mouth moistened and she began to speak indistinctly.
