"Yo, yo, yo, I said you, woman, you need to beg like you're begging a pig, right?"
The smug pig curled up its little tail, swaying incessantly on its round butt.
The piglet blinked its eyes, looking rather pleased with itself, "Who do you think I am? The pig grandpa is very wise and martial! I can tell what you're up to in a fraction of a second. You want pig grandpa to extract the remaining poison from his body and let pig grandpa spit some saliva to help him quickly heal his wounds, right? If you want, say something nice. Pig grandpa will definitely help!"
The high-raised chin and the pighead facing upward deserved a beating no matter how you looked at it!
"Okay!"
Su Pan'er slowly withdrew her hand, staring straight at it: "Little pig, can you help me?" While speaking, she even pulled out a forced smile from the corner of her mouth.
Instead, this frightened the Bama pig!
It stared at Su Pan'er with its pig eyes wide open, too unwilling to even blink.