C251 The Beauty

"Who would want your arms, you stinking beauty!" Sanian calmed down after Clot's elegant manner. She scolded Clot with a smile. "It is not enough for you to harm a pure young lady. Do you still want to harm a mature beauty like me?"

Clot was speechless. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I remember someone saying that..."

"I hate it." Sanian said angrily.

Clot smiled and waved his hand