During dinner, Yun Chujiu took out a wine gourd and secretly used sleeping powder inside. Zhang Li quickly fainted.
Yun chujiu said guiltily, “Uncle-master Zhang, it’s been hard on you. Just take it as a nap.”
After saying that, she brought buttface out of the cave. The little silver snake was so angry!
Was he planning to abandon this venerable self? ! Could it be that in her heart, this venerable self couldn’t be compared to a dog? !
A certain venerable self didn’t even think about it. He was now a little lecherous dragon that was not welcomed. Naturally, he couldn’t be compared to buttface!
The little silver snake took the cold air and quickly jumped out of the cave, blocking in front of Yun Chujiu.
Only then did Yun Chujiu realize that she was missing a headpiece. She picked up the little silver snake and placed it on her hair in disgust. She muttered, “Wrap yourself tightly in a while. If you fall, don’t blame me.”