"Xiao Bai, you bastard, I have chased you for thousands of miles, the clouds are hidden, the aunt is coming and going, the anus is hurting and itching, the soles of the feet are soaked, flattened, soaked. You run, you keep running, you run into your seventies and eighties, Alzheimer's disease, osteoporosis, myocardial infarction, I fuck you..."
"Rogue flower, don't come here. I, I, I would rather die than surrender! I will never fall under your power."
In a blink of an eye, at the dead end, Yang Huahua smiled ferociously.
"Plop!" Xiaobai's knees weakened and he fell to the ground, crying bitterly: "Sister Huahua, I was wrong. You go find someone else, I can't afford to get hurt..."