"I didn't, Yanyan, why do you think of me like this?" Yuanyuan weakly defended, but it was obvious Miss Li didn't hear what he said.
When Miss Li cursed, Yan Zhengya glanced at the piglet in his arms. Come on, don't compare with pigs, my pig can't compete with yours. Miss Li followed Yan Zhengya's gaze and saw the tiny black pig, suddenly feeling like her throat was being choked.
The atmosphere became a bit awkward for a moment.
At this moment, in terms of size and weight, Miss Li overwhelmingly surpassed the piglet.
"Then I'll take the rabbit spirit away, twice the Silver as we agreed?" Yan Zhengya stepped forward.
"Get lost!" Miss Li turned and ran back to the door, slamming it shut with a bang.
Yan Zhengya touched his nose, that was close, almost got his nose caught. Turning to look at the deeply hurt rabbit spirit, Yan Zhengya patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, since ancient times, women are often unkind."
