C127 Cutis ventralis

"Slap your own mouth until I'm satisfied!" She stood there arrogantly, looking at Ling Yu as if he was looking down at a servant.

"Haha?" Slap yourself? " Ling Yu almost burst out laughing, with a hint of ridicule he said: "Such power, I am curious, a mere servant girl, actually thinks herself to be Alliance Master Wu Lin?"

"You!" The servant girl's face immediately flushed red