He smiled sweetly and said, "General, do you want to kill me again?"
Cao Cao sighed inwardly, she was still the same person.
"I also want to send you a jar of wine."
"How dare Bi Luo drink the general's wine?" After drinking a glass of wine, she woke up in his bed.
"Don't you dare to drink?"
Bi Luo felt the dangerous aura beside her and smiled, no more, no less, respectfully and helplessly: "General, Bi Luo is not a dancer anymore?"