Witch's Blood Game

Piang!

Just as Yue held her face shyly and kept shaking her head, she was slapped hard on the head by a pot.

"You nympho woman, no one wants you anyway." Pan looked at Yue with contempt on his face, and there was no place to vent his anger in his heart.

Damn it, why is this princess crazy? !

Yue grabbed the handle of the frying pan and banged on the hard wall, yelling as she knocked, "You despise me! You despise me! In one minute, sister, I will turn you into a toilet seat!"

Frying Pan resisted the pain, "Even if you knock me into a toilet seat, you will only be an old c girl that no one wants!"

"Hmph, even if I'm an old c girl, it's none of your business as an old c man!"

Frying Pan Hui often said that he was an old man c, and he was right, but how old was he? !

The frying pan was about to pass out. In order to ensure that he would not lose consciousness, he used the gap between the handle and the bottom of the pan to forcefully pinch Yue's claws.

bite!

"oops!"

As soon as Yue's paws hurt, he threw the pan viciously like a conditioned reflex, but unfortunately——

"when!"

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Seeing that Ming, who had just opened the door and walked in, was about to be hit by the pan, he quickly stretched out his fist, and without any effort, he punched the bottom of the pan in the shape of a fist.

This time, our poor handsome Guoguo didn't even have a chance to wave his arms and say "disfigured", so he just passed out on the ground, and the classic process of foaming at the mouth was directly omitted. .

Ming stared blankly at the distorted pan on the ground, and suddenly remembered that Little Wild Cat once patted himself with such a pan, could it be...

"Where did you get this pan?"

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