"Hard work pays off, an iron pestle can always be ground into a needle!" Yu Wei is determined to achieve something.
"Young Master... This iron pestle will only get bigger and bigger as it wears away. You must give up on this idea." Wu Yu helplessly held his forehead, my dear Master, please stop abusing the dog.
"Yu Wei, what did you just say?" Qiu Zixuan glanced at him lightly. "No... It's nothing..." The deer in Yu Wei's heart was beating like crazy.
"Huh?" Qiu Zixuan gave another indifferent look.
"Okay." Yu Wei compromised, hugging his neck and smiling charmingly, "Let me tell you... If I hadn't ground your iron pestle into a needle, I would have let you... Do whatever you want (Yu Wei)"
Qiu Zixuan's eyes dimmed: "Madam, let's sharpen the iron pestle"
Okay, okay, if you don't attack, you will become a temptation.