Duanmu Xiu immediately stared at him with contempt: "Are you out of your mind? You want my wife to eat your flesh? You are willing to do it, but I am not willing to do it."
When Ling Shaotian heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and wiped his forehead, which was suddenly wet. He was so scared that he broke into a lot of cold sweat~
