"Xiao Bishu, if you insist on doing this, I, Jiang Che, will definitely not let you go..." The man faced each other with a sword, a look of determination on his face.
"Che'er, don't let this beautiful scenery live down. Let's go to bed quickly..."
"My sword!!! Xiao Bishu, you, what are you going to do, don't come here!! Let go, um~ah~"
Late at night, a scream came from the Bishui Hall: "Xiao Bishu, you bastard..."