Sheng Qingning's face was filled with ferociousness: "Master, I don't want to wait any longer, I don't want to wait anymore... I've been too tired for every lifetime."
"Forever and ever?" Lu Yunpiao looked puzzled.
The next moment, he felt his hands being locked by a rope, and this rope was not an ordinary mortal object, but a magic weapon that could make people lose their spiritual power.
Lu Yunpiao was no longer able to struggle for a moment: "Qing Ning, are you really crazy? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Master, of course I know what I'm doing. What does it matter? You and I... didn't we already have this?" Sheng Qingning deliberately said something ambiguous, and gently stroked Lu Yunpiao's cheek with her fingers, "You were originally mine."
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