He Wenyu: "Get lost..."
Luo Qianqian looked innocent. She was just concerned, wasn't she? This is what they call a good deed met with a donkey's liver, wah wah wah.
He Wenyu rolled her eyes and glared at Luo Qianqian, who reluctantly put her hand down. He Wenyu's face was full of dissatisfaction: "I was worried about you, look at you, a dog biting Lv Dongbin."
"Just now, you were clearly taking care of An Hao like this!" He Wenyu snorted, though still a bit uneasy: "This, it shouldn't destroy my spiritual artifact, right?"
