Hearing the Lord’s words, Hei Xinjiu did not take it to heart. After all, even though the Lord looked like a lunatic, at least he did not look like a coyote.
However, in the following period of time, the flying sword would bump every once in a while. Every time, the Lord would reach out and grab her waist. Sheng Zun felt that something was wrong!
She turned around and glared at Sheng Zun. “Sheng Zun, although I have a favor to ask of you, my heart belongs to someone else. Don’t touch your claws everywhere, or else I’ll be chopped off by you accidentally.”
Sheng Zun raised his eyebrows and sneered. “You’re really overthinking things. I’m just afraid that you’ll fall down! Since you’re so suspicious, I Won’t care about you anymore.”
Hei Xinjiu saw that Sheng Zun’s eyes did not have a trace of guilt. She was suspicious. was she really thinking too much? Sheng Zun did not have any other intentions?
