The little monk was a pretty and delicate child about five or six years old, with rosy lips and pearly teeth.
If the little lady still didn't like this innocent, lively, and adorable look, then she must be a freak!
Earlier, after taking the wrong route, why did she just have to transform into that d*mn little fatty who carried the iron wok on his back?
Yup, she had also forgotten to grab the fatty's iron wok, and thus was seen through by the little lady with a single glance!
This truly was a technical error. The snake beauty shook her head as she adjusted her clothes.
Due to her extremely small figure at this moment, a pile of clothing was hanging on her body incongruously. Hence, she tore apart the clothes, ripping out several sections to wrap around her body.
An attractive little monk in red was thus born, and upon careful observation, a hint of wicked charm could be seen within his brows.
