Xuan Ying did not Dodge. The small bags fell on his handsome face one after another. Xia Ling even scolded him.
”...”
What did he mean by “The size is not enough”?
Xuan Ying did not admit it. Although there was something wrong with him, the size was still the same as before!
“Ling Ling, listen to me!”
Xia Ling finished smashing him. Her eyes were red as she glared at him, then she turned around and left.
“Ling Ling!”
Xuan Ying raised his foot and chased after her.
Princess Jialuo hugged Xuan Ying tightly. “Silver-masked king, don’t go. Don’t Leave Me!”
“Let Go!”
Xuan Ying stretched out his hand and swung it. Princess Jialuo cried out in surprise and fell onto the carpet.
Princess Jialuo had never received such cold treatment before. She felt extremely wronged, “Silver-masked king, I have liked you for three years. Now, I have chased you from thousands of miles away to come here. Even a rock has been warmed by you. Why are you treating me like this?”
