Qu Shanshan had wanted to find fault with Yun Chujiu for a long time. When she heard Yun Chujiu’s words, she had a look of disdain on her face. “If your eyesight is bad, then don’t talk. And you’re a black-hearted man. I think your heart is black!”
The little black bird in Yun Chujiu’s spiritual beast bag nodded desperately. This little B * Tch’s words were quite reasonable. Xiao Heiniao’s heart was indeed black.
When Qu Shanshan saw Yun chujiu squeaking, she said even more contemptuously, “Yun Chujiu, if I Were you, I would just watch obediently. If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. The heart of the flower that is pricked has always been red. I’ve never heard of it being black...”
Before qu Shanshan could finish her words, everyone exclaimed one after another, “Oh my God, that Flower’s heart is really black. How is this possible?”