"Are you two disgusted enough yet? If your intention was to disgust me, congratulations, you've succeeded. You've disgusted me so much that I don't even feel like eating crayfish for months,"
Ye Xiao covered her eyes, unable to bear watching these two. Although she had seen things more disgusting than this in her ninety centuries of existence, this was the first time in these eighteen years that she had encountered something so revolting.
If Bai Yingying ever stopped playing the White Lotus, and kept disgusting her like this every day, she thought she might not care about the system and directly send her off with a boxed lunch.
"Yingying, your sister here isn't as gentle as you, quite sharp-tongued,"
Jiang Yisong's eyes roamed over Ye Xiao's body without restraint.
He liked bodies that were this young because they made him feel young too.
