Ye Lixuan, who had killed thousands of people, fell down in the hands of a docile little sheep.
Henceforth
Ye Lixuan became
"Come and have a drink, Mr. Xiaoxuan"
"Not going"
"Come to the party, Brother Xuan"
"Not going"
"Your ex is here, crying bitterly downstairs, why don't you go and see him?"
In front of the sheep, cold sweat breaks out
It's not me, I didn't, let me explain! It's really not mine! ! !
Sheep "….."
Purpose: Find your own light