On the verge of widowhood

Bai Zi couldn't succeed in one blow, so he was not discouraged, and there was a continuous sound of crackling and screaming in the house.

Bai Qing was dumbfounded.

Until the TV was hit in half and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Fuck, stop it, ah ah ah ah!"

Holding a dripping heart, Bai Qing hurriedly tried to get the TV up, but as soon as he touched the snowflake screen, he saw a pinch of blue flames bursting out from it with two sizzling sounds.

"..."

The young man hugged his head and huddled in the corner of the living room with tears in his eyes: "Three three rescues..."

Seeing that Bai Zi's hand was raised again, Bai Qing howled at the young man, "Shut up!"

Only then did Bai Zi turn her head quietly: "Qingqing, when did you raise a wild man?"