Jiang Zhihan walked over and thought she was using a stick to explore the grass.
He didn't expect the stick to directly stab him.
Jiang Zhihan jumped back in shock and glared at Song Qingyou. What are you doing?
"You know how to hide now?" Song Qingyou's face was calm, and she looked very intimidating.
"Just now, that snake pounced over, and you actually ran to catch it? Aren't you afraid of being swallowed by the snake?"
"You don't have any sense of safety at all! Why? You also went to the death-seeking training class?"
While lecturing, Song Qingyou kept poking the cat with the stick.
Jiang Zhihan was jumping up and down as she poked him. He almost looked like a little monkey.
Song Qingyou couldn't help but laugh as she spoke. She then picked up the cat and pressed his head. "Stupid cat!"
Jiang Zhihan was suppressed, but he didn't want to meow. He could only refute in his heart. Stupid woman!
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