"Beibi, I think you've made a profit. How could you find such an elegant, virtuous, gentle, generous, dignified and lovely wife like me? How many lifetimes of being a monk did you get this good fortune!?" The old witch said.
"Ring the bell, you really are not allowed to look at those beauties, their beautiful breasts and legs. I allow you to have more than three billion lovers besides me as your wife. Of course, those lovers can only be male. I am generous!" The old witch continued, and Xu Nancao fainted, "Only one is usable, and it is a defective product. You are really pregnant."
"Honey, how can I let you suffer alone in this world when I am about to leave you in a few years, so I decided to end your troubled and sad life before driving to the west. Don't be moved to the point of jealousy!" Xu Nancao cried bitterly. I am not moved, I am sad!