Li Yun almost skinned the puddle bird and pulled out its tendons. Seeing this, Yan Zhengming even prepared coarse salt and chili powder, ready to roast the bird at any time. He still couldn't figure out why she couldn't change back.
It can be seen that some men really only know how to talk, and whether they can succeed at ordinary times will fail at a critical moment.
The puddle fluttered Li Jun's head with bird feathers, and said angrily: "What use do I need from you!"
She was so angry that she rebelled for a while, and then she fell aside panting, remembering something, and spit out a small sticky note from her mouth with a "poof".
Yan Zhengming's expression immediately changed. He covered his face with a fan and took two steps back calmly.
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