Chi Jiao shook her finger gently and said, "You're lying. Chi Yan, you'd better not lie when I'm in a good mood. Otherwise, I'll really not be kind to you."
Chi Yan sneered at her soft tone. "What? You think you can kill me?"
Chi Jiao suddenly looked up at her excitedly. "It's not impossible to kill you."
This was the first time she saw such a bloodthirsty and cold expression on Chi Jiao's cute and adorable face. Chi Yan felt a chill run down her spine.
Not wanting to admit that she was frightened, Chi Yan deliberately laughed exaggeratedly to cover up the fear in her heart.
"Hahahahaha… Chi Jiao, do you know what you're saying? You haven't even killed a chicken before, but you want to kill me?" Chi Yan convulsed with laughter as tears flowed down her cheeks.
Chi Jiao slowly stood up, walked in front of her, and slapped her.
