Brooke chuckled twice: “Alo, fight, let her see what a real shrew is.”
Avery overthrew the shopkeeper last time.
“Slap, hit me so that he becomes a pig’s head.” Brooke shouted aside.
Avery is an absolutely obedient maid, and her feet are stepping towards the shopkeeper’s face, and he stops until stepping on his face.
Brooke squatted down and nodded with satisfaction: “I like you like this. I just come here if I don’t like it. I don’t like your young lady. I hide in the back as a tortoise, and I will only play dark in my life.
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