"What are you going to do!" Shen Jiayi stares at Shen Yanxiao, who is getting closer and closer. Her face is tense. She looked down upon this kid before, but she didn't want to be as strong as Donald. She actually suffered losses under this kid's hands. Moreover, she can't see what happened to Donald at all.

In my heart, I'm afraid of Shen Yanxiao. I dare not rush forward.

Shen Yanxiao raises his eyebrows, but ignores Shen Jiayi's howling. He goes directly to the front of donaldge and raises his drooping head with a bow.

Donald's handsome face was covered with glistening perspiration, and he couldn't move half an inch under the great pressure.

He was forced to raise his head, look at Shen Yanxiao against the light, look at the ponderous smile on the corner of her mouth. For a moment, donaldge was in a trance, ignoring the strange face of the young man. Her breath and body shape were so similar to the familiar little girl.

"Xiao..." Donald's call hasn't been uttered yet. Shen Yanxiao has slapped him on the head.

"Can you throw in the towel?" Don't give Donald any time to question. Shen Yanxiao opens his mouth.

Donaldge was stunned for a moment. Once he found that the kid in front of him was similar to Shen Yanxiao, he felt more and more that the voice of the kid was the same as that of a bad girl.

Is "he" her?

With this idea in mind, how could donaldge not admit defeat? First, if she was such a little girl, he would not dare to fight with her. Second, even if he was willing to fight against her, now he has no power to fight back.

In any case, he has to admit defeat!

"I Give up. " There was something awkward about donaldge's opening.

Shen Yanxiao hey hey a smile, immediately let go of donaldge, toward a face of indignant Shen Jiayi.

"You Don't come! " Shen Jiayi never dreamed that Donald would lose, and the loser was so inexplicable. When she thought of the gamble she just promised, she really wanted to slap herself.

Shen Yanxiao approached with a gloomy smile step by step, and Shen Jiayi moved back inch by inch with her hands on her chest.

At the moment when Shen Jiayi tried to turn around and escape, Shen Yanxiao's figure flashed. Zijue stretched out and directly caught Shen Jiayi who was trying to escape. With a pull on her hand, Shen Jiayi was immediately dragged to her side.

Shen Yanxiao holds Shen Jiayi's neck with one hand, and the white and tender fingertips cross Shen Jiayi's chin. His half narrowed eyes, with a trace of bad taste, sweep Shen Jiayi's delicate face.

For a second, Shen Jiayi was flustered by Shen Yanxiao's flirting.

Those half narrowed clear eyes seem to have a magic power, which makes people sink.

Ignore the little boy's ordinary and uncanny appearance, but those eyes are fascinating.

"Tut Tut, if you draw a turtle on this face, it will be what people expect." Shen Yanxiao pulls up the corner of his lips badly. In Shen Jiayi's exclamation, he takes out the charcoal in the ring and paints it on Shen Jiayi's white, tender and tender face.

There was a shrill scream on the busy street at once!

Three or two times completed his work, Shen Yanxiao disgusted to get rid of Shen Jiayi in the scream, his hands around his chest and staring at Shen Jiayi's Big Black Turtle covering the whole face.

"Yes, it suits you very well." I am very satisfied with my work. Shen Yanxiao flicks the unused charcoal pen to Shen Jiayi's heart.